Then majestically the huge yellow enveloped craft eased up till just holding her own against the light breeze, sank gently towards the earth, alighting on the sun-baked ground within twenty yards of the captured submarine. "The best man has won, sir," exclaimed Captain Jones, raising his white cap. "I heartily congratulate you." "More by good luck than anything else," returned Captain Restronguet modestly. "If I hadn’t sent a sick man ashore we might never have spotted her stowed away so snugly behind the hill. I suppose you’ve seen nothing of the crew?" "Her crew?" repeated the Captain of the "Pride of Rhodesia." "Why, haven’t you bagged the whole crowd of rascals?" "Only one," replied Captain Restronguet. "Much to my sorrow and regret." "Never say die," was the cheerful response. "Now you’ve captured the ’Vorwartz’ what are you going to do with her?" "I haven’t given the matter a thought yet. She’s hard and fast aground. Even if we floated her, I don’t know how we could manage to get her down to the sea or what to do with her when we did." "You’ll have plenty of help in an hour or so," announced Captain Jones. "That is, if you want any. There’s a regular flotilla of stern wheelers coming up stream. They’re flying the British Ensign." "I heard they were on their way up," said Captain Restronguet. "They are from Lake Nyassa. Let ’em all come, as the catch-phrase used to be when I was at school." "Look here," said the airship’s owner. "If you like I’ll stand by and lend a hand. Please understand I don’t want to take away any credit that belongs to the ’Aphrodite’ alone; neither are we after a share in the prize money, although I hear the ’Vorwartz’ is chock full of gold. That’s what’s keeping her hard and fast, I should think." "You are awfully good," replied Captain Restronguet. "I shall be only too happy to avail myself of your services." "And the sooner the better," added Captain Jones. "Five additional helpers, all used to plenty of hard slogging, will soon make a show." Telling Polglaze to make his way back to the spot where they had landed from the "Aphrodite," in order to let Devoran know that all was well, Captain Restronguet, accompanied by Hythe and Captain Jones, began a systematic examination of the captured submarine. Except for the maniac, who was now babbling in a childish manner and was quite unconscious of his surroundings, not a man of von Harburg’s company remained. Everything on board showed signs of a hurried departure. In the galley the men’s dinner was still in the boilers. The electric power had apparently failed, for some time since a temporary stove for burning wood had been erected in the galley, the funnel leading through the open fore hatch. By examining the thickness of the deposit of soot Captain Restronguet was able to come to the conclusion that the failure of the electrical supply coincided with the time the "Aphrodite’s" detector ceased to record the position of her rival.