INTO THE BALTIC.
Lord Hastings called Frank and Jack into consultation to decide upon
what should be done.
"We are likely to have all the German submarines in these parts on our
trail," he said, "and while we might hope to dispose of some of them, we
can hardly hope to beat them all. My advice is that we get out of the
Kiel canal at the earliest possible moment."
"I agree with you, sir," said Jack.
"And I, too, sir," declared Frank.
"Good," from Lord Hastings. "Then we shall do so. As long as we are
headed for the Baltic, we may as well go in that direction."
So it came about that the British submarine, D-16, plunging swiftly on,
struck out boldly for Russian waters.
From the prisoner Lord Hastings was able to get his bearings, and this
fact, together with his charts, permitted him to lay a course that
would, he believed, bring the submarine into the Baltic Sea in safety.
"Don't you think it would be advisable," asked Frank, "to attempt to
sink a couple or more Germans?"
"I hardly think so," was his commander's reply. "We already have done
considerable damage and the next venture might not have the same
success. No, I believe that we had best be content with what we have
done, and get away now."
Jack agreed with Lord Hastings, and Frank, finding that the sentiment
was against him, was convinced that he was wrong, and said so.
As the submarine made her way along, Lord Hastings decided that, as they
had been so long without news of what was going on at other points in
the great war zone, it would be advisable to question their prisoner
along this line.
"We'll have him up and learn what's what," he told the two lads.
Accordingly Frank went to fetch him, and a few minutes later all were
comfortably seated in the commander's cabin.
Lord Hastings informed the prisoner what they desired of him, and the
latter was nothing loath to enlighten them.
"Possibly the matter of greatest moment at this time," said the prisoner
with some show of pride, "is the German blockade of Great Britain and
the coast of Northern France."
Lord Hastings was on his feet in an instant.
"Blockade of Great Britain!" he ejaculated. "Why, it's impossible. The
German fleet itself is bottled up by our ships. How, then, can they
blockade England?"
The German smiled.
"It is a blockade, nevertheless," he replied, "if it is only maintained
by submarines. No ships of war, nor merchant ships flying the flags of
any of our enemies are immune. The blockade went into effect yesterday,
and already two merchantmen have been sent to the bottom."
"And their crews?" asked Lord Hastings.
Again the German smiled.
"Who knows?" he replied with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Do you mean to say that they were left to their fate?"
"What else could be done?" asked the prisoner. "The submarines could not
provide for them."
"But such action is against all the rules of civilized warfare,"
exclaimed His Lordship.
"Perhaps so," was the reply. "But as England has not hesitated to take
whatever steps she considered necessary, neither will Germany, in the
future."
"But the vessels of neutral nations," said Lord Hastings, "are they not
in danger because of this blockade?"
"They are--yes," was the reply, "and for this reason: Several British
ships already have made their escape by hoisting the Red, White and
Blue. However, Germany has defined a well established line of passage
for neutral ships, and any found outside of these channels are subject
to the same fate as ships of England and France."
"But great Scott, man," exclaimed Lord Hastings, "the sinking of an
American ship would more than likely bring the United States into the
war against Germany. Surely, you do not desire that."
The German shrugged his shoulders.
"If it cannot be helped," he said quietly, "we are ready to engage the
United States also."
"But surely," cried Frank, "you do not believe you can whip the whole
world."
"Perhaps not," was the reply, "but neither do we believe the whole world
can whip us."
Frank threw up his hands with a gesture of dismay.
"You Germans are about the limit," he said. "It seems to me that you
already have bitten off a bigger portion than you can chew, and here you
are trying to bring the rest of the civilized world against you."
"We might just as well be whipped by the whole world as a portion of
it," said the prisoner.
"And that is my idea of what the Kaiser himself believes," said Jack,
who up to this time had taken no part in the conversation. "My opinion
is that the German emperor, realizing already that he is fighting a
losing fight, is seeking to embroil the whole world."
"But we are not fighting a losing fight," protested the prisoner.
This time it was Lord Hastings who shrugged his shoulders.
"That's a matter of sentiment, of course," he said. "But we didn't call
you here to argue with you. What other events of importance are taking
place?"
"Well," said the prisoner, "in the eastern theater of war we have been
successful. Field Marshal Von Hindenburg has defeated the Czar's troops
with terrible losses, practically annihilating an entire army corps.
Also in the Carpathians and in Northern Poland the Russians have been
forced back. In the western war area, reports are conflicting. French
and British reports claim some slight successes and the German reports
tell of material advances. Of course, we believe the German report to be
truthful, while you probably will put more faith in the others.
"But the news that will be the most pleasing to you is the fact that the
combined French and British fleets are even now attempting to force a
passage of the Dardanelles. Even German reports show that they have met
with some success. The first lines of defenses have been shattered, the
forts being dismantled and razed. The allied fleets have penetrated
twelve miles into the straits."
"By George, that is good news," exclaimed Jack.
"You bet," agreed Frank.
Even Lord Hastings lost his habitual calm and smiled.
"The attempt to force the passage of the Dardanelles," continued the
prisoner, "is being led by the monster dreadnought _Queen Elizabeth_,
and it is due to the heavy caliber of her guns that so much success has
been attained."
"She is a powerful ship," said Lord Hastings quietly.
"She must be," replied the prisoner. "The others of the fleet follow in
her wake, and when she has practically put a fort out of commission they
come up and finish the work. She fires her terrible projectiles, and
with accuracy, too, a distance of almost twenty miles."
"Twenty miles!" exclaimed Frank.
"Exactly," replied Lord Hastings. "The _Queen Elizabeth_ is probably the
most powerful ship of war afloat today."
"Of course," continued the prisoner, "reports received through German
sources would indicate that the damage being inflicted by the allied
fleet is insignificant. However, reports from other sources lead us to
believe that the damage may be greater than even England claims."
"In other words," said Lord Hastings, "it would seem that the forcing of
the Dardanelles is only a question of weeks."
"Or even of days," agreed the German.
"Which will clear the road to Constantinople for the Allies."
"Exactly; and Constantinople, according to an agreement between England,
France and Russia, is to be turned over to the Czar as a war prize, in
case Germany is defeated," said the prisoner.
"Quite a piece of diplomacy," said Lord Hastings. "It will bind the
nations of the Triple Entente closer together."
"There is no doubt about that," replied the prisoner. "But that is about
all the news I can tell you."
"We are grateful for what you have told us," replied Lord Hastings, "and
hope we have not bored you."
"You have not," said the German simply. "But I would like to ask what
you intend to do with me?"
Lord Hastings hesitated.
"Well," he said at length, "it is probably plain to you that we cannot
afford to be burdened with prisoners. For that reason, if given an
opportunity, I had intended to set you adrift in one of the small boats
when we were able to come to the surface and are close enough to shore
for you to reach if safely."
"You are kind captors, sir," said the German with a bow. "Until such a
time, then, I shall return to the quarters you have assigned me. Also, I
give my word that I shall make no attempt to escape, nor to interfere
with your plans."
"Your parole is accepted, sir," replied Lord Hastings. "The freedom of
the ship is yours."
The German bowed low and left the room.
"Do you not fear to trust him?" asked Jack. "Remember the trouble we had
with the other officer."
"I am not afraid to trust this one," replied his commander.
"Nor I," agreed Frank. "He is as different from the other as day from
night."
Lord Hastings rose and glanced at his watch.
"If I have calculated correctly," he said, "we should by now be beyond
the confines of the Kiel canal."
"But," said Frank, "there are still German war vessels and mines in the
bays at this end of the Baltic."
"True," replied his commander, "but once out of the canal we will be
safe enough, for we can submerge to a greater depth and continue under
water until we are safe."
He gave the command to bring the submarine to the surface, and when it
floated upon the water, made his way to the bridge. The lads followed
him.
"As I thought," said the commander, looking about. "We have reached the
Baltic--not the Baltic proper, perhaps, but still Baltic waters."
It was true. Behind could be seen the narrow entrance to the Kiel canal,
and ahead the broader expanse of the western arm of the Baltic Sea.
There was not a vessel of any kind in sight.
"Well," said Jack. "Looks like we were safe enough here."
"Looks that way," agreed Frank, "but you never can tell, you know."