Chapter 32
The Dogger BankThe sound of the explosion reverberated
through the little craft like thunder. Orloff and half a dozen more
men came rushing up.
“This man disobeyed me,” I said, quietly, slipping a fresh
cartridge into the smoking chamber of my revolver. “Throw the body
overboard, and return to your duties.”
What instructions Orloff and his men had received it was
impossible for me to guess. But they clearly did not authorize any
breach of discipline at this stage of the voyage.
Without the slightest demur they lifted up the body, and carried
it off. I had learned the way to manage the submarine by watching
Orloff during the night, and I now pressed a lever which brought us
swiftly to the surface. There was a sound of trampling feet
overhead, followed by a splash, a
