The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1918-01-11
CHAPTER XVII.
The Pursult.

| Ihe Pursuit.
Within the coming tower Donald
could hear distinctly the chugging Of
the engines of MacBeard's motorboat.
Had he risen to the surface both yes
sells would have been invisible In the
hydrogen gloom; but then he might
have lost his quarry. Under water he
could hear the sound greatly increased
In volume, and could better determine
Its direction.
He surmised correctly that Mac
Beard. having followed the swarm,
would attempt to lead it nOrthward by
means of his tunlng-fork. And the
swarm, sensing the presence of the
queen, would accompany the Foo,
while MacBeard believed that he had
himself mustered them.
With the tip of her periscope Just
submerged, Donald steered the F55.
Never had he followed so shrewdly
upon an enemys track. Now to port,
now to starboard, he followed the
sound Of the gasoline engines, while
Clouts watched them and Davies, In
the diving station, sent up an occa-
sional CHEEKY message.
Night fell and passed. Dawn came
up, although not vestlge Of light
could have been seen, even afloat. A
sooty column, hydrogen surcharged
with atmospheric dust, was passing up
the Norwegian coast.
At noon Davies, whose duties had
not been constant enough to prevent
him from enjoying a short slumber,
begged to take Donald's place. But
Donald refused.
AS he ran the boat his brain ham,
mered out the clear outlines Of his
plan. He would lead the herd into
Skiold ford. leave Davies In charge.
kill MacBeard and rescue Ida. Then
he would send her overland southwark
with Clouts. and remain until a ship
could arrive with materials to block
the passage.
The high, preclpltous cliffs Of the
ford would effectively bar In the mon
sters. For a few days or weeks the
worlds menace would writhe there like
a wounded snake. Then 1t would pass.
Donald had no doubt of his plan.
But he did not dare to dream of
Ida; only he set himself resolutely tc
the pursuit.
So they drove on up the Norwegian
coast all day, and when night fell they
were still hard on the chase.
Davies called through the engine.
room tube.
sThere isn't much power In the bat.
teries, sir" he said. ''That salt water
cut our running reserve in half. and
we've been using 1t pretty freely. The
dynamo coll was injured by the sea
water"
go on, full speed" said Donald.
"MacBeard must have been running
slowly, sir, to save his gasoline. II he
puts on a squirt we're DONE"
"Drfve till the electrics fail, then
well come up and use the petrol mo-
tors"
Donald could see BY the chart that
they were within twenty miles Of their
destination when the speed of the F55
began to fail. She dropped to. nine
knots, to eight. The sounds Of the
gasoline engine were growing fainter. |
Donald called down the tube.
Bring her upI" he shouted.
"Aye, aye, sirf" Clouts called back. |
And the F55, climbing out Of the |
water like sea otter, seemed to shake |
the drops from her, and continued I'M
der the moon.
Far In the distance Donald could see |
the dense column Of fog, as 1t dis |
appeared toward the Norwegian shore. |
That smoky devil MacBeard had |
wrapped himself In obscurity to his |
own undolng. he did not dream Of |
the Nemesis upon his heels.
Hes squirting for Skiold ford"
said Davies.