usiasm of yours will get us all into trouble."

"And what shall we do with these men, sir?" asked Jack, indicating the
fallen Germans.

"Overboard with them, I suppose," returned Lord Hastings. "It's where I
expect to go when my time comes. It's as good a grave as another."

"And shall we take their uniforms, sir?"

"Yes. It may spare some explaining."

And thus it was arranged.

Two hours later, following a thorough exploration of the submarine, Lord
Hastings announced that he could navigate it without trouble.

"Fortunately," he said, "I find that it will be possible for two men to
handle the engine room. We three and Edwards will take our turns at the
wheel and doing whatever else is to be done, relieving in the engine
room when it is necessary. Of course we are short-handed, but I believe
we can pull through. Perhaps, if we are fortunate enough to fall in with
one of the enemy, we can borrow a few men. We can concoct some story
that will pass muster and thus account for the loss of the others of our
crew."

Jack smiled.

"I guess it can be done, sir," he replied.

The dead Germans had been buried by this time and the three British
officers had donned their uniforms, which, fortunately, were not bad
fits.

"To tell the truth, I don't care much about these uniforms," declared
Frank, "but if they are going to help out any I suppose I can stand mine
for a while."

"You don't necessarily have to be in love with them," responded Jack.

"And now, sir," said Frank, "would it not be well to be moving? There
may be some of these men prowling about the sea some place and they may
return."

"Yes; there is no use lingering here," replied Lord Hastings. "Are the
men at their posts?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good! Then you may give the signal to submerge, Mr. Templeton."

"I can give it all right," grinned Jack. "But I don't see what good it
will do unless I obey myself."

"True," laughed Lord Hastings. "I had forgotten about the tanks. We
shall have to take turns looking after them also."

"I'll attend to them this time," said Jack, and took himself off.

Directly the submarine began to sink slowly and at a depth of ten
fathoms Lord Hastings called a halt. Then he signalled the engine room
for twelve knots.

"Just where are we bound, sir?" asked Frank.

"Well," said Lord Hastings, "the Germans are understood to have
established a naval base at Ostend and I have shaped my course for that
port."

"And what are