Ned, you lay off and Koku and I will work on the propellers. Then
you can take your turn."
This plan was followed. Koku, not being tired, did not need to
stop working, and he was the first to free his shaft partially of
the entangling weeds. Tom rapped a signal, the blades were slowly
revolved and then came free. A little later the second was in
like condition.
"Now we can move!" said Tom, as they started back toward the
diving chamber. "I hope we don't run into another patch of that
serpent grass."
"Nor see any more devil fish," added Ned.
"Same here!" echoed the young inventor.
Luck seemed to be with the gold-seekers after that, for as the
submarine was sent ahead, no more of the long, entangling grass
was encountered.
The search for the sunken Pandora was now begun in earnest,
since they were positive that they were at the right spot.
No immediate sign of her was found. But Tom and his friends
hardly expected to be as lucky as that. They were willing to make
a search. For, as Tom had said, a current might have shifted the
position of the wreck.
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