CHAPTER XIV.
SAVING AN ENEMY.
In truth, there was a fire in the "Eagle's" hold.

The captain and the crew seemed perfectly panic-stricken.

The thought of the explosion that might come any moment seemed to rob them of all reason.
Frank Merriwell and his friends rushed out of the smoking-room.
The hold had been opened in an attempt to get water onto the flames.
Smoke was rolling up from the opening.
"Close down the hatch!" shouted somebody.

"It is producing a draft, and that helps the fire along!" Then faint cries came from the hold--cries of a human being in danger and distress! "It's Harris!" exclaimed Diamond.

"He is down there, and his time has come at last!" "A rope!" shouted Frank Merriwell, flinging off his coat.
"What are you going to do ?" demanded Bruce Browning.
"By heavens! I am going down there and try to bring Harris out!" "You're a fool!" chattered Harry Rattleton.