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Page 46
The Colonel looked at him.
"No, I don't," he said. "It is enough to get you back. Suppose
you try to sleep for awhile."
Porky smiled. "Say, Colonel, that's good of you!" he said. "We
are done up a bit, aren't we, Beany?"
Beany did not reply. He was sound asleep, sitting bolt upright
on his locker.
"Hello there, young fellows," the Colonel said cheerily twelve
hours later. "How do you feel after your little nap? Think you
could eat a little something?"
"Just try us, sir," said Porky. "Say, Colonel, sir, we have a
lot to tell you! May we talk while we eat breakfast?"
"You certainly may," said the Colonel, "but I will have to call
Captain Greene. This is his ship, and he has a right to hear
anything you have to tell."
Captain Greene came in; the boys did not notice that a shorthand
clerk sat just outside the open door.
"Well, in the first place, Colonel, here are your papers. We
went back to get them, and we took them with us all in their
oil-silk wrapper, but those fellows over there in the submarine
tore the oil-silk up. They took the papers, of course, but I got
'em back when we put the bunch to sleep."
"Begin at the beginning, please," said Captain Greene.
"And tell me why you didn't jump when I said, 'Jump,'" demanded
the Captain of the Firefly.
"Why, we had to get those papers!" said Porky simply. "I don't
think that was insubordination. I knew the Colonel wanted them.
He was so careful of them."
"All right," said the Colonel. "What happened then?"
"Why, the Firefly rolled around for a minute and then she went
down. Say, Colonel, were you ever on a sinking ship? We got
sucked right in with her. I thought we never would come up. I
got out first, and I didn't see Beany, and Gee! I was never so
seared in my life. I was just thinking about diving for him when
he popped up all out of breath, same as I was. We had to float
awhile, we were so used up. Then we happened to look up. We
hadn't said a word yet, and there was that submarine. It had
come up on the other side of us, between us and where the ship
had been. So we couldn't get around to where you must have been
in the boats. There was a man on the little top deck place, and
he had a boat hook, and first I knew he was sticking for me with
that boat hook, just as though I was, somebody's hat lost
overboard. He didn't care whether he stuck his old hook into a
meat boy or not. I saw he wanted us anyhow; so I said, 'Come
on!' to Beany, and swum up the side of the submarine, and
clambered onto the little deck, and Beany followed. Mr.
Boy-sticker grunted something at us, and shoved us down the
little steep ladder, and there we were in the inside of that
submarine!
"The boy-sticker shoved us over to a table, and there was an
officer sitting with a bottle and glass, and a small chunk of a
sort of black bread."
"That stuff is made of sawdust and oatmeal, I'll bet," said
Beany. "It was worse than we would give the pigs!"
"Well," said Porky, "we stood where we had been shoved, and
pretty soon the officer looked up, and the boy-sticker commenced
to talk to him in German.
"The officer commenced to look real bright and interested. He
said, 'Goot! Goot!' three or four times, and then he said
something to us in German. I shook my head, and he tried French.
He said, 'Parley voos Frongsay?' and I said, 'Wee wee!' and Beany
he butted in and said, 'Better not be so fresh with your wees
unless he's got a dictionary to lend you,' and the officer jumped
and said, 'Himmel! Where have you come from?' in just as good
English as that. We both said Syracuse; and he laughed, and
said, 'What a small world! Why, I went to Syracuse University!'
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