"In for a licking" my dear boy, "if they can do as good shooting as our friends over there," with a wave of the hand to the starboard.
"But the radio from Key West told us that this fleet was a thousand miles north from here."
Carlisle was silent for a moment. "Did you not think it strange that we should have been able to communicate only with Key West radio station—not a word from Colon or Arlington?"
"Yes, I had thought of that."
"Well, that second fleet coming out from under the lee of Cuba has made everything as clear as day to me. The Germans have raided our coasts (why,—we may never live to know), seized Key West, and, using our secret code (which their confounded Intelligence Service has undoubtedly gotten hold of), have led us, in their own good time, and with true Ger-
