scoundrels are always just a little less smart, in the end, than the
average of honest men."

"I hope you'll prove it, in this case," replied the major. "And now, to
signal your boat. We'll run both craft in at the ordnance dock at Fort
Craven."

A couple of miles away Eph Somers was slowly running the submarine back
and forth over the water in seeming aimlessness. In response to sharp
blasts from the whistle of the Army tug, the "Spitfire" was seen to
turn and head for the tug.

"Mr. Somers, you will follow in our wake," shouted Major Woodruff, when
the two craft were within hailing distance of each other. "We will
show you where to make fast at the ordnance dock."

"Very good, sir," Eph responded, with a salute.

A little later in the forenoon both boats docked at the water front of
Fort Craven.

"You'll come up to my quarters, now, and meet Lieutenant Ridder,"
announced the Major, when he had gathered the submarine boys together,
and when Jack had given necessary explanations to Williamson.

"You may not see us again, for a few days," Jack informed the machinist,
in winding up.

"That won't surprise me so very much, either," laughed the machinist.
"Things are always happening, where you are, and mysteries have ceased