"Coming
up the coast and apparently about two miles away."
"Little Mack" adjusted the receivers and stood listening to the
revolving propellers of the craft that approached and passed overhead.
For a moment he debated the idea of releasing a torpedo that might
be noticed by the crew of the unknown vessel. But such a plan was
not feasible, for the ship would think only of being attacked and
would stand ready to repel an enemy rather than look for a submarine
in distress. Furthermore, such an expedient was out of the question;
for, gazing at his watch, he found that it was only four o'clock and
hardly light enough for a torpedo to be seen unless it passed very
close to the oncoming ship.
"There is one thing we might do," spoke up Jack Hammond. "Lieutenant,
I have a plan to suggest. We seem to be in a desperate situation
that demands some prompt action. That vessel up there may be an
American or British destroyer. It is up to us to find out while
there is yet a chance for our lives.
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