one--at least, no one in your own crowd--doubts your grit, or your
willingness to clinch with Radwin and fight it out to a copper-riveted
finish. I don't blame you for wanting to thrash Radwin every time you
think of poor Dave Pollard up at the hospital. I want to do it myself.
Radwin didn't think fast enough, or he'd have sneered at you, and
provoked you into hitting him. That was why I grabbed your right
arm--to stop you. It'll come to Radwin before long, what a fine
chance he missed. Then he'll put himself in your way--when there
are witnesses around."

"Thank you, Hal," nodded Jack Benson, his voice unusually quiet. "You've
given me a good, big hint. I won't forget it. Until the tests are all
over Radwin may parade before me, and mock at me, if he wants. But
afterward--!"




CHAPTER XV

THE GOAL OF THE LIGHTNING CRUISE


On three different days, thereafter, there were various tests in which
the submarine craft entered, each striving for points and leadership.

On one of these days the event was firing with "dummy" torpedoes. This
work was carried on out in the bay. Then there were two other days of
firing, with actual, loaded torpedoes, the work, one day, being with
stationery naval targets. On the other day the work with loaded