It was Ned who asked the question, his hand on the engine-room telegraph; for at the minute the Calvo had issued her request—or rather order, backed up as it was by the report of the gun—the Dreadnought Boy had been standing2 at the instrument.
“Yes,” ordered the captain; then, in reply to a questioning look from the others, he added:
“They will send a boat, and then we can put into execution a little plan which has just occurred to me.”
The necessary replying flags were run up on the General Barrill’s stumpy signal mast. In reply the Calvo steamed closer, and then lowered a boat.
As the two vessels4 lay bobbing on the swell5, at[233] a distance of a thousand yards or so from each other, the small craft struck the water, and the next instant was gliding6 swiftly over it toward the Barrill. The early sun glinted brightly on the gold lace of the personages seated in her stern as she approached.
“Officers!” exclaimed Stark7.
“Of course,” rejoined the captain. “They are of the impression that they are on their way to pay a visit to an American vessel3.”
“Well, if they actually were, they’d get a warm reception,” rejoined the middy. “Firing that gun was the nerviest thing I ever heard of.”
“You must recollect8, senor,” put in the captain gently, “that the insurgent9 navy is not versed10 in naval11 etiquette12.”
“It’s time they got a sharp lesson,” sniffed13 the middy.
There was little time for more conversation of any sort. The boat from the Calvo, a double-ended whale craft, ranged alongside, and the officers on board her stepped nimbly to the Barrill’s low decks, being aided on board by several sailors.[234] Drawn14 up in hospitable15 array to receive them were Midshipman Stark and his companions. None of these could repress slight smiles as they noted16 the glances of astonishment17 the visitors bestowed18 on the dark-visaged crew. Evidently they were puzzling their minds over what such palpable South Americans were doing on board an American ship. The new arrivals, however, bowed politely, although they evidently had a dozen questions quivering on the tips of their tongues.
Without giving them time to speak, however, the Americans ushered19 them aft and below into the leather-upholstered cabin. Up to this time not a sign of Captain Gomez had been seen. Shortly, however, he was to make a dramatic entrance.
“You gentlemen will pardon my saying so,” began the officer, who evidently outranked the rest of the visitors, “but I could almost have sworn that this craft was the General Barrill of our—or rather formerly—of our navy.”
“Of our former navy, would have been a better[235] way to put it,” thought Ned, carefully flicking20 an imaginary spot off his uniform to hide a smile. The reader has, of course, not forgotten that the Americans, when they made their dramatic entry on board the destroyer, were equipped with the uniforms of the officers of the craft, which they still wore. The golden stars—the number of which denoted rank—had, however, been ripped off. In all essentials the garments bore a close resemblance to our own naval uniform.
But it was easy to see, despite the fact that Midshipman Stark and the rest were palpably Americans, that the visitors were suspicious and uneasy.
“I say, gentlemen,” went on the other, “that the resemblance is extraordinary. Of course, your boat has four funnels21, while ours had but three.”
“Good thing he didn’t take a notion to poke22 a finger into that fourth funnel,” thought Ned. “The paint is still wet, and that canvas is not really stretched tight enough.”
Suddenly one of the young officers from the Calvo, who had been looking about him, gave a sharp exclamation23.
“Why, here is a cushion embroidered24 with the name of the General Barrill!” he cried in a puzzled voice, “and——”
The sharp voice of his superior cut in.
“There is some trick here. I call upon you to explain it at once, or——”
He halted in amazement25. Four revolvers were covering himself and his officers, and from a door opening into a side stateroom suddenly stepped Captain Gomez himself. There was a look of mild triumph on his features as he emerged from the place of concealment26, in which he had been posted to watch the progress of events.
“Captain Gomez!” gasped27 out the commander of the Calvo, for such was the rank of the other. “What does this mean, sir?”
“Are you a prisoner of these Americans?” gasped out another officer.
“No, gentlemen, but you are my prisoners,” replied the Costavezan captain calmly. “I advise[237] you to submit to the fortunes of war with a good grace.”
“Trapped!” burst out the other officer. He gazed in front of him despairingly.
He was a brave man in his way. So were his officers. But the bravest men are not the most reckless, and he saw, by the grim look in his captor’s eyes, that a dash for the stairway between themselves and the deck would have been, under the circumstances, suicidal.
Suddenly a loud cheer disturbed the tense silence. It came from above.
“Hurray!”
“What was that?” gasped the insurgent captain.
“I rather think it was your boat going to the bottom. We thought it best to scuttle28 her,” rejoined Captain Gomez, with the same deadly calm. “You gentlemen will, therefore, have to be our guests for a time. I trust you will make yourselves at home. One thing, before we leave you to your own devices, however, I must request your weapons.”
There was no help for it, and with a very bad grace the captives unbuckled their swords and gave up their service revolvers.
“Chess, gentlemen, is an excellent game. It teaches the resources and stratagems29 of warfare30. You will find the men and a board in a locker31 on the port side there. I should advise you to employ your leisure in studying the various methods of checkmating your opponent.”
As he spoke32 the captain gave a low bow and, followed by his officers—for such the Americans now were—made for the deck. The cabin door, which, of course, was of steel, with hermetically closing devices, was shut. Below were several impotently raging captives, who, as a matter of fact, had only their own gullibility33 to blame for the predicament.
“Now for the next move!” exclaimed Captain Gomez, as they once more gained the bridge. “We must get out of the range of the forts as soon as possible. We are not out of danger here.”
Way was put on the Barrill, and she was[239] headed southward. The Calvo, deprived of her chief officers, lay motionless as she had hove to. No doubt, those on board were wondering what was the meaning of this new move.
“She will follow in a few minutes,” said the captain. “That will be time enough to fire on her.”
“Why not hurry her up a bit, sir?” inquired Ned.
“How, my lad?”
“By hoisting34 a signal to proceed after us.”
“Capital!” exclaimed Stark. “Stanley, will you set the signal?”
“Ay, ay, sir, and then I’m thinking I’d better be circulating among my gun crews. They look to be getting nervous.”
He spoke no more than the truth. Gazing down from the stumpy bridge, it was easy to see that the men of the Barrill’s crew were ill at ease. Their native officers, one of whom had drilled a hole through the bottom of the Calvo’s whale boat, were doing their best to keep them quiet, but the nearness of a naval engagement was evidently worrying them.
A few moments after Stanley reached the deck, however, a wonderful difference set in. The men dispersed35 to their posts, chatting and laughing as if they were about to take part in some pleasurable athletic36 contest.
By this time the signal to follow had been seen and lowered, and the Calvo obediently began to follow the Barrill seaward.
“Hooray. We’ll get her without firing a shot!” exclaimed Ned exultingly37.
Indeed, it appeared as if such might be the case. The other ship was practically without officers, and, no doubt, those on board could be easily demoralized. Thus the two vessels proceeded for some miles. The Barrill had, in the meantime, taken in her deceptive38 ensign, and was now proceeding39 without colors. Possibly it was this fact that aroused the suspicions of the Calvo. Perhaps they noted the vanishment of the whale boat. At any rate, they set a fresh signal.
“Show your colors!”
“All right, we’ll do that,” snapped the middy. “I would advise, sir, that we set the flag of the republic.”
“Just what I was about to order, my boy. We’ll fight under our own colors or not at all.”
In a few seconds the Costavezan standard was floating astern of the destroyer. The wind whipped out its bright folds and displayed it plainly for all to see.
“I’d give a month’s pay to be on board the Calvo now and see what they are doing!” thought Ned.
Below Stanley was looking up expectantly.
“All ready when you are, sir,” he said, surveying his well-drilled gun crews, all at their posts.
“What’s the range?” inquired the captain, turning to Ned.
The boy bent40 over the instrument.
“Four thousand yards,” he announced.
“Let them close up a bit. We want to make this short and effective.”
The captain rang for reduced speed. The[242] Calvo, on the contrary, came rushing on. It was a bad blunder on her part. As the range-finder showed her within 1,000 yards Ned glanced expectantly at the captain.
“Open fire with the bow-chasers!” came the order.
The next instant, from the bow of the Barrill, came two bright flashes. They were followed by two sharp reports. At the same instant, from the Calvo’s side, came similar spurts41 of bright flame. A mountain of spray arose close aboard the destroyer as the shells struck, but no damage was done. Through his glasses Ned could see that their first shots had also been ineffective. Both had fallen short of the insurgent vessel.
“Did we get ’em?” yelled up Herc from the lower deck, where, with Stanley, he was circulating everywhere among the nervous, high-strung crew.
Ned shook his head.
Suddenly a puff42 of brown smoke came from the side of the Calvo, and a sharp screech43 followed. The next instant Ned felt the Barrill quiver in every fiber44. She had been struck. A strange feeling came into the boy’s mind. It was not nervousness, but a sort of dread1 for those under him. As the smoke and dust cleared away, he gazed back below him and saw fresh blood on the decks. Part of the rail lay shattered and riven, and one of the rapid-fire guns appeared to be damaged.
The touch of the captain’s hand on his shoulder steadied him. The absolute calm of the man was a tonic45 in itself.
“What is the range now?” he inquired in a cool, steady voice.
“Two thousand. We’ve been drawing away from them, sir,” rejoined Ned, studying his instrument. He turned to the middy, who had gone almost as pale as he had. This was no battle practice, but real war, with modern ships and modern guns. Would they come out of it alive?
As these thoughts coursed through his mind, Ned gazed about him, and the next moment gave a shout and pointed46 to call the attention of his officers to what he had observed.
Out of the north was approaching, at tremendous speed apparently47, another vessel. It was one of the insurgent ships. The question was—which one? If it were the torpedo-equipped craft, the Bolivar, things could not be much worse.
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