“Be back by that hour, then,” Jack replied. “If you’re not, you’ll find
everything shut tight aboard here.”

Truax quickly signaled one of the hovering boats, and put off in it. Eph
watched the boat for a few moments before he turned to Captain Jack to
mutter:

“Somehow, I wouldn’t feel very badly about it if that fellow got lost on
shore!”





CHAPTER VI: TWO KINDS OF VOODOO


On the second day of the cruise Jack Benson returned to full duty.

For four nights, in all, the submarine squadron tied up at moorings in
harbors along the coast. On the fifth night, as darkness fell, the
squadron continued under way, in Chesapeake Bay, for Annapolis was but
three hours away.

Immediately after supper Captain Jack took his place in the conning tower.
He concerned himself principally with the compass, his only other task
being to keep the course by the “Hudson’s” lights, for the parent boat
supplied in its own conduct all the navigation orders beyond the general
course. The “Farnum’s” searchlight was not used, the gunboat picking up