2/12 His physical strength was apparently exhausted, and one long, lean arm dangled to the floor. At sight of the dreaded wireless operator with the message in his hand, his yellow face turned from yellow to pale ivory. He rose and supported himself with one hand against the wall, scowling as if he dared them to notice his weakness. "Stay by your instrument every minute, my boy. Before night we'll have word that she's past all danger." Sloan touched his cap and withdrew. |