"There is a little more for us since we lost our other passengers," said Jack. "I'm thirsty myself. We may as well sample that water." He produced a jug and each took a cooling draught. "Tastes pretty good," said Harris, smacking his lips. "You bet," agreed Jack. He made his way forward and gave Frank and the German officer a drink. "Enough for a couple of more rounds," he said, shaking the jug and listening to the splash of the water inside. "Oh, I guess we've enough," said Harris. "However, it is well to use it sparingly." As it turned out they had an ample sufficiency; in fact, more than they needed. With the coming of daylight, Frank, who had resumed his place at the helm a short time before, uttered an exclamation. "Ship!" he cried. He pointed off to port. The others glanced in the direction indicated and then raised a cheer. There, scarcely more than a mile away and bearing down on them rapidly, came a German man-o'-war. Already they had been seen, for the vessel altered its course slightly. Jack gave a sigh. "Sorry it's not a British ship," he said. The German officer was forced to smile. "And I'm glad it's not," he declared; "for if it were it would be capture for me instead of you." "But there are three of us and there is only one of you," protested Frank. "Well, it's the fortune of war," said the German. "The misfortune of war in this case," said Harris. The German warship was now within hailing distance and a voice called: "Who are you?" The German officer acted as spokesman and shouted back: "German officer and three British." "We'll lower a boat," was the response. A few moments later a boat put off from the ship, manned by a dozen German sailors. Fifteen minutes later the lads found themselves aboard the German warship, where they were immediately conducted to the cabin of the commander. The latter turned to the German officer for an account of what had happened. "So these British sailors saved you?" he said. He turned to the three. "I must thank you in the name of the Emperor," he said, quietly. "Now, if you will give me your paroles, I shall allow you the freedom of this vessel." The three friends glanced at one another and the German commander smiled. "I can assure you there is no possibility of escape," he said. "In that event," said Jack, "we shall give our paroles until we reach shore." "That is sufficient. After that you will be in other and safe hands." The German commander summoned a minor officer, to whom he introduced the three friends. "You will see that they are provided with suitable quarters," he said. The officer saluted and motioned for Jack, Frank and Harris to follow him. A few moments later the three found themselves installed in comfortable quarters, where clean linen and dry outer clothing Was laid out for them. "You've got to give them credit," said Frank. "They do things up in style. It seems we are to be well treated." "No reason why we shouldn't be," declared Jack.