There was no response, and he threw another, and again there was no response.

Hearing the step of some one on the deck above he drew in close to the side of the ship, diving under the water and lying still.

A moment after he reappeared and moved-almost floated-on to another port-hole.

He had only one nail left; he threw it in, and Gering's face appeared.
"Hush, monsieur!" Radisson called up.

"I have a key which may fit, and a bar of iron.