CHAPTER ELEVEN
AT SEA
That journey across the Pacific was a never-to-be-forgotten experience.Though the intensive training of the last busy weeks was over there wasstill plenty of routine in their lives. "Abandon ship" drills were partof every day's program. They never knew when they were coming, norwhether, this time, it was the real thing. Every nurse, swathed in herMae West, must be standing at attention by the lifeboat assigned herwhen the Colonel passed for inspection. Nor did his inspection stopthere, but their quarters must always be tidied so as to bear thescrutiny of those piercing gray eyes.
The soldiers laughed at the women when they appeared with the mostunexpected items to be taken along just in case this life drill was thereal thing. Ida Hall invariably came out wearing dark glasses whileMabel always brought a rubber bathing cap.
"I've got to protect my permanent from the salt water," she explained,when a young sergeant asked if she was going swimming. "I figure Iwon't get another wave any time soon."
Nancy had a horror of being adrift without lights and water, so alwayshad her flashlight and a well-filled canteen.
"If I forget everything else I hope I won't leave my knife behind,"said Janice. "I may need it to slay sharks or cut up fish to eat."
Though they got what fun they could from this serious business, it gaveNancy a feeling of safety to know that everything had been so carefullyplanned for their welfare. She couldn't help wondering at times,however, if Tini's wilfulness had really supplied the enemy withinformation they sought about the convoy. She had caught onlyoccasional glimpses of Major Reed, but at no time was there opportunityto speak with him privately, so her curiosity about the whole matterhad to be stilled.
Every time she looked across at the great flotilla of ships to port andstarboard, fore and aft, her sense of security grew stronger. She wasnever weary of watching the sea and those other ships.
In spite of their drills and regulations they had much real leisure,which was most welcome after so many weeks of rigorous training. Mostof the small discomforts of the crowded transport could be endured, butNancy did feel the pinch of their limited water supply. With so muchwater all about them it seemed strange to be rationed on water, but onsuch a packed ship the water supply was a real problem.
They had to line up for the bathroom, then each nurse was allowed onlya basin full of water for bathing and clothes washing. The girls had tododge about their cabins to avoid the lines of clothes constantlydrying. However, most of them stayed in their cabins only for sleepingand dressing, so could make the best of what could not be helped.
For dinner the first evening they changed to their summer beige suits,for there was to be dancing afterward. There were numberless men forevery girl, so none lacked for partners. Nancy was surprised about teno'clock that first evening to glance around and discover Major Reedasking her for the next dance. This was the first time he had spoken toher since Tini had vanished from their midst.
"Oh, you!" she exclaimed eagerly.
She gave him her hand and they moved on to the floor, but the place wasso packed it was like trying to dance on a dime.
Nancy laughed and said, "It's impossible!"
"And the air's thick enough to slice," he added. "Why endure it whenthere's so much grand fresh air on deck?"
"Do let's go outside," agreed Nancy. "I've been wondering what thestars are like out there."
They escaped to the deck by a side door and finally worked their way tothe prow. The black-out on the ship made the spangle of stars athousand times more brilliant than Nancy had ever seen them. They stoodat the rail a few minutes, watching the brilliant points of light swimcrazily in a dome of purple velvet.
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"I can hardly wait to see the southern cross," said Nancy.
"A wonderful sight," he told her. "Two of the stars point toward thesouth pole, as Polaris indicates the north."
"You've been down under before?" she asked eagerly.
"I came out in the late spring, before Pearl Harbor, a civilian then. Iremember I was sight-seeing at Pago Pago about the middle of May."
"I've never been any farther than New York by steamer," Nancyconfessed. "I didn't dare hope I'd really make it down here--rightwhere I want most to go."
"Things do work out sometimes," he said with deep content. "They havefor me."
They fell silent a moment while they watched the other darkened shipsmoving across the wide expanse.
After an interval he said in a low tone, "Miss Dale, this is the firstopportunity I've had to thank you for your cooperation."
"There was nothing else I could do."
"Of course. But you did it more tactfully and successfully than manyothers would have."
"Naturally I've been curious to know what really happened the othernight when I went to Miss Hauser about Tini."
"It's a long story that goes way back," he began, and glanced aroundonce more to be sure no one else was in hearing distance. "You'vehelped us trap two of a ring we've been trailing a long time."
"Oh, Major Reed, really?"
"Their specialty has been getting in with women in the service, notonly nurses, but WACs, WAVES, and even Red Cross workers, to worminformation from them by subtle tricks at which they're very adept."
"And Tini Hoffman's temperament made her a gold mine for them, I shouldthink."
"Exactly. We took some great chances letting her stay as long as shedid, but it proved to be worth it in the end."
"Then you did spring the trap Miss Hauser spoke of?"
"Indeed we did. We had had a plainclothes man watching Tini ever sincewe got to port, but without you on the inside even he might havefailed."
"Oh!" breathed Nancy, just beginning to realize fully how important hadbeen her position.
"We had had an eye on this woman who posed under the name of Mrs.Webber, before. She serves as the sister of any of the ring who havegirls coming into the port."
"I see," said Nancy. "She looked capable of such a post--a hard-lookingsister!"
"Tini got in such a dither to see Mrs. Webber that night, because Carlsaid he was flying out to see her before she left. She was to meet himfor lunch at the Chinese restaurant next noon--then alert orders cameand she couldn't get out, so she thought she had to go to Mrs. Webberso Carl could understand why she broke the date."
"Then Tini was not really crooked--a spy," said Nancy in a tone ofrelief. She couldn't bear to think that, even of Tini.
"No--just foolish when it comes to a realization of the danger shemight have placed this convoy in."
"Did that have anything to do with the delay in our leaving?"
"I'm afraid it did."
"But you haven't told me just what did happen down there in room 705."
"We had placed a dictaphone in Mrs. Webber's room while she was out,and let Tini have her say, to get the record, before we went in to takethem both into custody. Fortunately Tini mentioned the name of theplace she was to meet Carl next noon, and it was a simple matter forthe FBI to be there to pick him up. He had shaved his small mustache,but otherwise the description you first gave, served an excellentpurpose."
"Well, what do you know about that?" Nancy said in wonder.
How little she had dreamed when she went into the service that shewould become involved in such a plot!
"I was so miserable over the whole business," she added after aninterval, "but Tini was always placed right under my nose. I couldn'thelp knowing the awful things she did."
"We placed her close to you deliberately. We knew you were entirely tobe trusted," he said.
She flushed in the darkness and after a moment murmured, "Thank you,Major Reed. I'll try never to betray that trust."
"Miss Hauser told
me one of your roommates asked about Miss Hoffmanafter she had been gone a half day, so I presume you gave no hint ofwhat you knew to the others."
"No, I didn't. Tini had given herself a bad enough name. There was nouse making it worse."
"You have a wise head on your shoulders, Nancy."
Her pulse quickened as he called her by her first name.
"No, Tini's not really a traitor--just one of those thoughtless,self-willed people, who can do as much harm as a real spy," said themajor, "and you'd be surprised, Nancy, to know how many of those arecrippling our war effort."
Nancy sighed. "We really do walk a narrow plank over dangerous waters,don't we?"
"Indeed we do!" he agreed. "But for everyone who would betray usthere's millions loyal to the core, like you."
"I appreciate your telling me just what happened. Naturally I've beenwondering, but hadn't dared ask."
"You have a right to know if anyone does. Such service as you'verendered never brings medals, Nancy--we have to keep too quiet aboutthese undercover activities."
"At least I'm glad it's all over, and we don't have anyone else likeTini in our unit. They're a grand bunch--all of them."
"Are you telling me!" he exclaimed.
Nancy lifted her head, feeling a wonderful sense of freedom as shedrank in great gulps of the clean, fresh air. "My, it's great to behere--on our way!" she said.
"It really is," he agreed. Then he hastened to ask, "Say, Nancy, haveyou seen the sick bay?"
"You mean there's a hospital aboard?"
"Almost inactive now. But it'll be jammed on the return trip."
"How do you find it?"
"I'll take you down and show you through right after breakfasttomorrow," he suggested.
"Oh, that would be swell!"
Nancy went to sleep that night with a feeling of eager anticipation forthe morning. Sleeping was a tight squeeze amid all their possessions.Several times during the night Nancy was vaguely aware of Mabel givingher a shove and ordering, "Keep to your side, gal!" But on the wholeshe got the best sleep she had had in three nights.
When she remarked about resting so well Mabel said, "Yeah, I believeyou could sleep through storms, fire and torpedoes."
Nancy's visit to the sick bay was really her first preview of theseriousness of overseas life. Here were careful preparations forlooking after those who were giving their blood in battle, and must betaken home for recovery. The sick bay was really a miniature hospital.
"They've thought of everything that might possibly be needed to helpour men," explained Major Reed to the nurses, for Nancy had asked tobring her three roommates along. "This operating room alone seems amiracle to me."
"Looks about like any other to me," said Nancy.
"It's so built that any jolt or tilting is overcome before it reachesthe operator's hand."
"I've heard of such marvels," said Nancy with deep interest. "Much likethe floating studios which radio companies use to counteract sound."
"Something of the same idea," said Major Reed.
They were shown the laboratory, a small pharmacy and some contagiouswards. The double-deck bunks were hung from stanchions. There weredental chairs and protected sections for psycho-neurotic cases. Infact, everything was there to make a miniature hospital.
"Maybe we'll get a chance to work in one of these on the way back,"said Shorty.
"This one will probably be in use before we get over," Major Reed toldthem. "Among so many passengers there'll no doubt be some who will needattention on the way."
"If you need help let us know," said Nancy when they thanked the youngdoctor who had shown them through.
So the carefree days slipped by. The air was bracing; the foodexcellent. Nancy felt her skirts grow a bit tighter at the waist, andknew she was gaining weight. She didn't object, for she was sure muchhard work and a rationed diet would soon reduce her to the oldmeasurements.
There were games of all sorts, long walks along the decks, newacquaintances to broaden life's horizon, and every night dancing forthose who liked the bright lights of indoors. Nancy and whoever shehappened to be with, generally chose the deck with its stars andglimpses of their convoy. There was a hilarious celebration when theycrossed the equator and another when they crossed the internationaldate line. They began to feel then that they were truly in another sortof life. Before reaching port they had left the budding summer of theirown hemisphere for the approaching winter of this strange southernworld.
Then one noon Nancy and Mabel stood at the rail and saw their firstflying fish.
"We're approaching land!" Nancy exclaimed eagerly.
"And look--there're terns skimming the froth in our wake," Mabelnoticed.
An hour later planes came out to meet them, circling overhead, likeguardian wings to watch them safely into port. And then at last theirfirst glimpse of a foreign shore. Then a few minutes later the wordwent round, identifying the harbor in which they would land.
"It's Sydney, they say, Mabel!" cried Nancy joyously. "I can hardlybelieve we've really reached Australia."
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