In single file they made their way to the street.
"Now, for the last leg of the race in Washington," announced Ensign
McGrath, as they entered the automobile once more.
"I wonder if it will happen on the way, or at the station?" laughed Jack,
as the government gas-wagon whirled them down Pennsylvania Avenue.
"Will what happen?" inquired McGrath.
"Why," laughed Benson again, "I know we've got to wake up out of this
trance, but I can't figure when it's going to happen."
"I suppose all of you do feel excited," nodded Ensign McGrath,
understandingly.
"Not excited," declared Jack. "I'm just simply unprepared to believe
that any part of this has really happened."
At the railway station they were met by a messenger from the chief
clerk's office, who handed each of the submarine boys a small parcel.
"Copy of the Regulations, sir" stated the messenger. "It is required
that each officer of the Navy possess a copy."
"You'll want to scan the book good and hard most of the way down to
Norfolk," advised Ensign McGrath. "You'll find much between the covers
that you'll need to know right at the first jump-off.
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