Chapter 33
Trafalgar DayIn the morning I was conscious of a
certain stir and display on board some of the fishing boats among
which I continued to lurk.
At first I supposed that the Baltic Fleet must have been
sighted. But in the course of the day I gathered from various cries
and shouts which were borne across the water, that the fishermen
were keeping the anniversary of the most glorious day in the
history of England, the day on which the immortal Nelson
annihilated the united fleets of France and Spain, and shattered
the dream of the great Napoleon that he could tame the haughty
Island Power.
As long as daylight lasted I scoured the sea for a distance of
five miles all around the devoted fishing fleet, without coming on
the slightest trace of the other submarine.
A delusi
