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Darbee’s scow caunnel onto the flat deck “After him!”

Darbee shoved his throttle forward The ot louder, the wooden boat trembled, and the old man muttered, “What do we do with him e catch him?”

Bell heard gunfire crackling behind hi to the frame house to telephone for help dove behind shrubs Pistol fire raked the lawn from everyin the house

“Counterfeiters live there,” Uncle Darbee explained

“Faster!” said Bell

He jumped onto the square forward deck

“Get side of the turret”

The ed Holland was headed toward the Upper Bay at six knots Darbee fiddled with his rowl, and the oyster scow doubled her speed It halved the distance to the splashing handrails, halved it again, and pulled past the backwash of the submarine’s enor tower The wooden boat surged alongside He could sense more than actually see the steel hull beneath the surface He braced to ju that the thin tube was strong enough to hold hirip on the rails

The Holland submarine disappeared

One one, deep in the water Bell could see trailing bubbles and the ripples fro to jump onto anymore, no turret, no rails, no periscope

“Slon,” Bell called to Darbee “Follow his wake”

Darbee throttled back to match the submarine’s six-knot speed

Bell stood on the foredeck, watching the rhyth the old ht How the underwater ship was navigating its course was a one half a mile Shortly before the submarine reached the next bend in the channel, its periscope suddenly eed course

The spy had plotted their route out of the Kill Van Kull by noting the tinaled a sie and the oyster scow turned with it The periscope stayed above water It swiveled around until its glass eye was facing him

“Stop engine!” Bell shouted