no Germans below, and everything was intact and in ship-shape

working order. I then ordered all hands below except one man who

was to act as lookout. Questioning the Germans, I found that all

except the commander were willing to resume their posts and aid

in bringing the vessel into an English port. I believe that they

were relieved at the prospect of being detained at a comfortable

English prison-camp for the duration of the war after the perils

and privations through which they had passed. The officer,

however, assured me that he would never be a party to the capture

of his vessel.

There was, therefore, nothing to do but put the man in irons.

As we were preparing to put this decision into force, the girl

descended from the deck. It was the first time that she or the

German officer had seen each other's faces since we had boarded

the U-boat. I was assisting the girl down the ladder and still

retained a hold upon her arm--possibly after such support was no

longer necessary--when she turned and looked squarely into the

face of the German. Each voiced a sudden exclamation of surprise

and dismay.

"Lys!" he cried, and took a step toward her.

The girl's eyes went wide, and slowly filled with a great horror,

as she shrank back. Then her slender figure stiffened to the

erectness of a soldier, and with chin in air and without a word

she turned her back upon the officer.

"Take him away," I directed the two men who guarded him, "and put

him in irons."

When he had gone, the girl raised her eyes to mine. "He is the

German of whom I spoke," she said. "He is Baron von Schoenvorts."

I merely inclined my head. She had loved him! I wondered if in

her heart of hearts she did not love him yet. Immediately I

became insanely jealous. I hated Baron Friedrich von Schoenvorts

with such utter intensity that the emotion thrilled me with a

species of exaltation.

But I didn't have much chance to enjoy my hatred then, for

almost immediately the lookout poked his face over the hatchway

and bawled down that there was smoke on the horizon, dead ahead.

Immediately I went on deck to investigate, and Bradley came with me.