Stooping over he drew
the club toward him and then turned to face the door and the danger
that lay beyond it.
Fearlessly but with the lithe movement of the crafty panther Jack
stepped across the threshold. As he did so the German wireless
operator stirred in his sleep, lifted his head and gazed full upon
the American youth. With a snarl of rage and a muttered curse the
burly Teuton sprang to his feet and reached for a heavy revolver
that lay on the table.
But Jack was too quick for him. With a long leap forward and a
smashing blow he brought the heavy stick of wood down upon the head
of the surprised operator. The German sank in his chair and slipped
to the floor, the revolver rolling off the table with a loud clatter.
Pausing only long enough to note that his captive was completely
knocked out by the blow, the Yankee lad sprang to the wireless and
opened the key. Now he was grateful for the wireless instruction
good old Sammy Smith had given him back there on the _Dewey_.
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