The Mystery Ship: A Story of the 'Q' Ships During the Great WarWesterman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
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The Mystery Ship: A Story of the 'Q' Ships During the Great War
Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Naval operations -- Juvenile fiction
With a good knowledge of German--it was mainly on that account that
he was appointed to Q 171--Ainslie soon obtained the mutineers'
carefully concocted account of what had happened to merit their tame
surrender; what was more, he literally "knocked the stuffing out of
them" by informing them that their precious yarn was all eye-wash,
and that Ober-leutnant von Preugfeld and Unter-leutnant von
Loringhoven had been picked up and were now on board as prisoners of
war. Yet with the Hun's typical effrontery Hans Furst coolly told the
examination officer that after the war he proposed to settle in
England, become naturalised, and make plenty of money.
"The English," he added "will be grateful to me when they learn that
I threw the German officers overboard."
While the cross-questioning of the mutineers was in progress Morpeth
was taking steps to destroy the prize.
"You might have a look round before we send her to the bottom," he
said to Wakefield, who jumped at the suggestion.
So Wakefield, Meredith and three of the Q-boat's crew manned the
collapsible dinghy belonging to the captured submarine and boarded
the prize.
A hasty examination showed that no attempt had been made to play
tricks with the sea-cocks, nor had Fritz, according to his usual
custom, placed bombs with time-fuses in the hold. It was another
example of the lack of a master. So intent had the Huns been to save
their own skins that they took not the faintest precaution to prevent
the confidential signal-book, log-book and other documents from
falling into the hands of their enemy.
"It's a pity to have to scuttle her," remarked Meredith regretfully,
as he surveyed the complicated array of mechanism. "It would be just
my mark to navigate her to Auldhaig under a prize crew."
"No doubt, Sub," rejoined Wakefield drily. "But unfortunately there
are objections. Morpeth's short-handed although he's choc-a-block
with useless passengers. We couldn't make the Hun mechanics take on
in the engine-room. On the way, even supposing you tackled the job,
there's a risk of falling in with a Boche U-boat, or a greater risk
of being torpedoed or bombed by our destroyers and aircraft. No doubt
Cumberleigh and the R.A.F. fellows would bear a hand, but they're
amateurs at the game. We should be if we were called upon to navigate
a coastal airship."
"And we should be out of Morpeth's big stunt," added Meredith.
"Having gone so far I should be sorry to miss it."
"Exactly," agreed the R.N.V.R. lieutenant. "So U 247 must go to Davy
Jones. I think we've seen everything of importance."
The U-boat was to be scuttled by opening the under-water valves.
Destruction by means of explosives was undesirable, as the report
might bring inquisitive craft upon the scene, and Q 171 was for the
nonce a sort of social pariah and liable to be fired upon by British
patrol boats, which acted upon the principle of shoot quick and shoot
straight at anything resembling a German submarine.
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