'
'Well, it's getting late and very thick. You had better follow me, and I
will escort you to the place we spoke of. The Turks who are sound can take
the boat and be towed until we are off one of the islands, when we can
cast them off and they can land.'
Ken stepped up to his father, and said something in a low voice. A
slightly startled expression appeared on the captain's face.
'You think it possible, Ken?' he said sharply.
'I do. I believe we could get through.'
'Then I will suggest it to Lieutenant Strang.
'Lieutenant Strang,' he called. 'Before we start I have a suggestion to
make. I will come across if you will permit me.'
'Certainly, sir.'
The launch lay so close to the submarine that it was easy for the Captain
to spring across. Strang met him, and for some moments the two talked in
whispers.
At first the commander of the submarine seemed unwilling to agree to the
captain's proposal, but presently Ken, who was watching breathlessly, saw
him nod his head.
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