"What's up?" asked Ned, hearing the instructions passed around.
"We're approaching deep water," was the answer. "I'm going to
submerge."
A little later, by means of her diving rudders, aided also by
the tanks, the M. N. 1 began to sink. Down, down, down she went.
"Now I'll be able to show you some pretty sights, Mr. Hardley,"
said Tom, as he and his friends entered the forward compartment,
while the steel shutters were rolled back from the heavy glass
windows. "We'll be in deep waters presently."
Ten minutes later the depth gauge showed that they were down
about three hundred feet, and that is pretty deep for a
submarine. But Tom's boat was capable of even greater depths than
that.
At first there was nothing much to observe save the opal-tinted
water illuminated by the powerful lights of the submarine. Small,
and evidently frightened, fish darted to and fro, but there was
nothing especially to attract the attention of Tom and his
friends, who had made much more sensational trips than this under
water.
Mr. Hardley, however, was fascinated, and kept close to the
observation windows.
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