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 That was all we could then arrive at. (The Fleet will learn no more when the Real Thing arrives.) I went forward to hear the text commented on.

SEA-LAWYERS

Said the voice of unshaken experience, 'We've been' 'ad. Don't tell me.'

'We 'aven't. We've intercepted the beggar,'—a young sea-lawyer began. ‘'E was rendezvousin' back to Blacksod.'

'What were the rules any'ow?' a voice cut in.

'We wasn't fightin' rules—we was fightin' a man. I tell you we've been 'ad. Didn't I say so when we come round on that long slant from Rockall way? 'E's got round us some'ow.'

'But look 'ere. The signals make it out we've won.'

‘'E won't make it out we've won, though. Both sides'll claim it.'

'That's what they always do. When I was in'

And one went on to tell of other Manœuvres in which he had apparently taken a leading part, while we jogged Southward behind the Powerful as far as the Eastern entrance to Berehaven. But there were no battleships in Bantry Bay. They had gone on to target practice, and presently we cruisers dispersed among the headlands for the same business, with orders to rendezvous a few miles South of the Fastnet, that well-worn mile-post of the Transatlantic liner.