"Before there was time to grieve over losing our chance at the battle cruisers the 'T.I.' called me to give him a hand with the 'midships' tubes, as one of his men had been knocked out. 'There's a light cruiser just going to bear for a shot,' he yelled from his seat between the tubes as I ran round to the breech; 'jump up and tell me what speed she's making. I can't see her fair from here.' The trouble was that the awful speed the _Nairobi_ was going at settled her down so low that, anywhere abaft the bridge, a man couldn't see over the bow wave from the deck. But, standing on top of the tubes, I was high enough to get a good look at the Hun, when he wasn't shut off by the spouts from the fall of shot. He was a small three-funnelled light cruiser, and every gun he had looked to be training on us. Another cruiser astern of him was also firing on the _Nairobi_, while two or three others were concentrating on the _Nectar_. She was getting it even hotter than we were, and all I could see of her--when one of her zigzags brought her to one side or the other so the bridge didn't cut her off from my view--was some masts and funnels sliding along in the middle of a dancing patch of foam fountains. Both _Nectar_ and _Nairobi_ were replying for all they were worth with their foremost guns; the after ones were too low down to fire at such close range with much effect. I saw one of our shells bursting on the Huns, and why their shooting at us was so bad I have never quite understood. The fact we were settled so deep aft from our speed was plainly making a lot of shells ricochet over what would otherwise have been hits, but, at the same time, the bows being so much higher out of the water offered all the more target for'ard. It was more 'Joss' than anything else, I suppose. Besides, the _Nectar_ was just on the edge of getting hers anyhow. "I saw all these things out of the corner of my eye like, for my mind was centred on getting what the 'T.I.' wanted to know about his cruiser. I knew just what this was to a 't,' for I'd taken many a turn of drill at the tubes. 'Parallel courses, thousand yards range, speed about twenty-five,' I shouted, jumping down again; 'and you'll have to slip her right smart or you'll miss your chance.' Right then the seas flattened down for a few seconds, and the 'T.I.', giving me an order of how to train her, set his sights and pulled the cocking lever. A moment later he fired, and the mouldie slipped out smooth and easy and started running straight and true for a point the Hun was going to arrive at about a minute later."