CHAPTER XIV
ON THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA
Listening for a few moments at the microphones, McClure turned abruptly
and rang the crew to quarters.
The engine room was signaled to tune up the motors.
"From the way that fellow is hugging the coast I wouldn't be surprised
if he is a Hun raider poking along on a little reconnaissance,"
observed McClure to his executive officer.
Aroused from his slumber, Sammy Smith took charge of the electrical
receiving room and after listening for awhile gave his opinion that
the approaching ship was moving south along the Belgian coast and
distant from the _Dewey_ about a mile and a half. From the faint
registrations in the microphones he judged it to be a vessel of light
draft---probably a small cruiser or a destroyer.
"Well, we never lose an opportunity to do our duty, be the enemy large
or small fry," observed McClure.
After waiting for a few moments longer, and being advised of the
continued steady approach of the ship, the young lieutenant decided
to move in closer to get within better range, and then rise to the
surface and "look her over.
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