Up flew the signal flags, fluttering in the breeze. Then Eph snatched
up a megaphone, holding the smaller end to his mouth.

"Launch ahoy!" he shouted back. "Just tell your folks that you saw
our signal!"

The Japanese read the fluttering flags, then called back:

"N.D.? What does that mean?"

Hoarsely Eph Somers bellowed back:

"_Nothing doing!_"




CHAPTER III

THE MAN WHO MARKED CHARTS


It was a little before midnight when the "Spitfire" came to anchor in
Craven's Bay, after having been piloted to anchorage by a quartermaster's
tug that put off from Fort Craven on signal.

"Fine place, if your searchlight is keen enough," yawned Eph, gazing off
into the darkness.

Eph and Williamson had slept through the evening, after supper, and were