"We've heard all about you---how you escaped from the U-boat and called
for help from the German wireless station. Bully for you, Jack
Hammond; Uncle Sam can be proud of you," cried a sergeant of marines,
who was gripping his hand with a clasp of steel.
Through the crowd of sailors and marines at that moment came a slender
lad who elbowed his way forward with the ruthless violence of a
fullback determined upon a touchdown. Right and left he tossed the
bluejackets until he had fought to the side of the rescued American
in the center of the group.
"Jack!" he yelled in delight.
"Ted!" cried the other almost in unison.
Unabashed, the two old Brighton chums embraced each other like two
school girls just back for the fall term after summer vacation.
"Gee, chum, I never expected to see you again!" exclaimed Ted as he
released his companion from a regular bear hug.
"Nor I you, either," said Jack. "Tell me, what happened to the _Dewey_?
How did you get out? Where is McClure and all the rest of the crew?
How did you get here?"
Jack was so excited thinking of his old friends he forgot his own part
in the stirring incidents of the last few hours, and his own injury,
as he insisted on hearing the whole story from his old roommate.
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