Somers's report."
"You three boys certainly stick together and admire each other, don't
you?" laughed Danvers.
"We've every reason to, sir. We three have been trained together in
this work. No one of the three knows anything that the others don't,"
came Benson's matter-of-fact reply.
"When I went below you made some remark about not letting the derelict
off too easily, Benson. What did you mean?"
"Why, I believe we ought to get square with that old sunken hulk,"
retorted Captain Jack, wheeling around and eyeing the naval officer.
"Great Scott! You mean that we ought to blow up the derelict?"
"Isn't it usually the Navy, sir, that gets such jobs to do?"
"Yes, yes, Benson. But the Navy Department always sends out a vessel
fitted for such work."
"This is a submarine boat. We have one loaded torpedo left on board.
Don't you think we answer the description of a vessel fitted for
destroying a derelict?" smiled Captain Jack, coolly. "To say nothing
of the itch, for revenge that we feel."
"It'll be a ticklish business," muttered Danvers, thoughtfully.
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