"Him must come!" gasped the giant. "One more go!"
He took a hold lower down. Tom's eyes were dim now, and he
could not see well. Some of the men were unconscious.
Then, suddenly, there was a loud, breaking sound, and something
tinkled on the steel floor of the submarine engine room. It was
the heads of the bolts which Koku had torn loose. Like hail they
fell about the giant, and in another instant the big man had
pulled loose the machine, weighing several hundreds of pounds. In
another moment he shoved it across the floor, toward the elevated
side of the craft.
For a second or two nothing happened. Then slowly, very slowly,
the M. N. 1 began to heel over.
"She's turning!" some one gasped.
An instant later, freed by this turning motion from the grip of
the sand bank, the submarine shot to the surface. Up and up she
went, breaking out on the open sea as a great fish darts upward
from the hidden depths.
It was the work of only a few seconds for the man nearest it to
open the hatch, and then in rushed the life-giving air.
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