of the vessel and death. There was none to stay him, for each

of my companions was more than occupied by from one to three of

the enemy. For an instant I was fearful for myself, and then I

saw that which filled me with a far greater terror for another.

My boche was bearing me toward the side of the submarine against

which the tug was still pounding. That I should be ground to

death between the two was lost upon me as I saw the girl standing

alone upon the tug's deck, as I saw the stern high in air and the

bow rapidly settling for the final dive, as I saw death from

which I could not save her clutching at the skirts of the woman

I now knew all too well that I loved.

I had perhaps the fraction of a second longer to live when I

heard an angry growl behind us mingle with a cry of pain and rage

from the giant who carried me. Instantly he went backward to the

deck, and as he did so he threw his arms outwards to save himself,

freeing me. I fell heavily upon him, but was upon my feet in

the instant. As I arose, I cast a single glance at my opponent.

Never again would he menace me or another, for Nob's great jaws

had closed upon his throat. Then I sprang toward the edge of the

deck closest to the girl upon the sinking tug.

"Jump!" I cried. "Jump!" And I held out my arms to her.

Instantly as though with implicit confidence in my ability to

save her, she leaped over the side of the tug onto the sloping,

slippery side of the U-boat. I reached far over to seize

her hand. At the same instant the tug pointed its stern

straight toward the sky and plunged out of sight. My hand

missed the girl's by a fraction of an inch, and I saw her slip

into the sea; but scarce had she touched the water when I was

in after her.

The sinking tug drew us far below the surface; but I had seized

her the moment I struck the water, and so we went down together,

and together we came up--a few yards from the U-boat. The first

thing I heard was Nobs barking furiously; evidently he had missed

me and was searching. A single glance at the vessel's deck

assured me that the battle was over and that we had been

victorious, for I saw our survivors holding a handful of the

enemy at pistol points while one by one the rest of the crew was

coming out of the craft's interior and lining up on deck with the

other prisoners.