"We have two of your men in here," shouted the leader of the party,
who was evidently an officer of the sunken warship. At the same
time two boys well to the stern waved their arms frantically toward
the group on the conning tower of the _Dewey_.
"Here I am, Jack, and Bill Witt is right with me," came the familiar
voice of Ted Wainwright.
"Hurrah!" the cry arose from the deck of the American submersible.
Overcome with joy, Jack could scarce restrain his emotions as he
clutched the periscope pole and shielded his eyes with his other
hand to make sure that his ears had not deceived him. Yes, it was
Ted---and there was Bill just behind him!
Making its way clumsily forward, the boat finally drew up alongside.
Willing hands helped Ted and Bill up the steep side of the _Dewey_
and they were tendered such a reception as they had never known before.
Then ensued a parley between the petty officer of the sunken gunboat
Strassburg and the commander of the _Dewey_.
"We are very happy to be your prisoners, under the circumstances,"
began the German officer in his best English.
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