The Colonel looked at him.
"No, I don't," he said. "It is enough to get you back. Suppose
you try to sleep for awhile."
Porky smiled. "Say, Colonel, that's good of you!" he said. "We
are done up a bit, aren't we, Beany?"
Beany did not reply. He was sound asleep, sitting bolt upright
on his locker.
"Hello there, young fellows," the Colonel said cheerily twelve
hours later. "How do you feel after your little nap? Think you
could eat a little something?"
"Just try us, sir," said Porky. "Say, Colonel, sir, we have a
lot to tell you! May we talk while we eat breakfast?"
"You certainly may," said the Colonel, "but I will have to call
Captain Greene. This is his ship, and he has a right to hear
anything you have to tell."
Captain Greene came in; the boys did not notice that a shorthand
clerk sat just outside the open door.
"Well, in the first place, Colonel, here are your papers. We
went back to get them, and we took them with us all in their
oil-silk wrapper, but those fellows over there in the submarine
tore the oil-silk up. They took the papers, of course, but I got
'em back when we put the bunch to sleep."
"Begin at the beginning, please," said Captain Greene.
"And tell me why you didn't jump when I said, 'Jump,'" demanded
the Captain of the Firefly.
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