But while the _Arethusa_ was engaging her yet another German light cruiser, identified as the _Frauenlob_, appeared on the scene, and she was quite ready for a duel with her opposite number. The _Arethusa_ engaged her closely, the two ships for a while steering on converging courses. The _Arethusa_ at last closed the range to 3500 yards. The _Frauenlob's_ fire was remarkably accurate. Within ten minutes the _Arethusa_ was hit thirty-five times, with a loss of twelve killed, including the flag lieutenant, who was on the bridge, and twenty wounded. The _Arethusa_ all the while was pouring in a deadly fire with her six-inch guns, and the _Frauenlob_ must have been in a sorry plight. At last a six-inch shell, striking her on her bridge, knocked her out. For she at once turned and steamed away to the eastward as fast as she was able. A curious incident occurred in the course of this duel between the two ships. The _Arethusa's_ cook, who at the time was in the galley preparing the men's breakfast--for a ship's domestic arrangements cannot be disturbed by battle--had one of his arms shot away. He might have bled to death, but, seeing an empty cigarette tin, promptly clapped it on the stump and so saved his life. Heligoland, only five miles distant, now became visible, looming large through the mist. The _Arethusa_ and the destroyers had accomplished their work, for the enemy light cruisers, destroyers, and torpedo-boats were all seen to be hurrying home. The Harwich Force, its object achieved, turned round and steered westward for England, for with crippled vessels the danger of remaining longer in enemy waters was, of course, very great. The _Arethusa_ had been severely knocked about. All her torpedo tubes had been smashed. Her feed tank had been holed, and the engineer commander reported that he could now only get twelve knots instead of thirty out of her. The enemy had also employed shrapnel against her with such effect that her bridge and upper works were as indented as a nutmeg-grater; and on almost any part of her decks one could stoop and pick up a handful of shrapnel fragments, so thick they lay. But in a short time the ship had been cleared up, disabled guns had been repaired, and the casualties had been replaced by other men.