"Hasn't changed a single revolution per minute," Hastings answered, briefly.
With his watch on the table before him, and employing the scale rule and dividers, the young submarine skipper placed a new dot on the chart.
"Something ought to be happening in three quarters of an hour," Benson remarked, with a chuckle, to Mr. Pollard.
Less than half an hour later the young submarine skipper climbed up into the conning tower beside Eph.
"Same old straight course, eh, lad?" asked Jack quietly.
"You know it," retorted Eph.
"Then we're where we ought to be," responded Jack Benson, bending forward. With his right hand on the speed control he shut off speed.
"Now, just sit where you are, Eph, until I come up again," advised the young commander.
"Going to the surface?" demanded Somers, with interest.
"Pretty close," nodded Benson.
Calling Mr. Pollard to his aid, Jack began to operate the machinery that admitted compressed air to the water tanks, e
Number 4 in the 'The Submarine Boys' series. This volume proved to be a great departure from the traditional wholesome storyline.
We still find Reggie, Blake, and Squeaker (the Submarine Boys) seeking adventure and high times. But in this tale, Blake has betrayed his chums Reggie and Squeaker and becomes the right-hand man of the evil Count Crevlok.
Reggie and Blake square off in a climactic hatchet fight to the death, while Squeaker is grotesquely scarred by thown acid.
Much, much darker than the usual tale of the boys.