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Unterseeboot Station Pola-Brioni was not marked by any great ceremony. I stepped up on to the quayside as the pinnace 41 A Sailor of Austria ground to a stop and was greeted by a young Fregattenleutnant with a clipboard under his arm. ” He saluted. “Fregattenleutnant Anton Straussler, of U4; temporarily employed here on general duties while convalescing. Pleased to make your acquaintance. ” “But I am just off the train from Vienna. ” “Nonsense—we’re not a battleship here. I’ll take you up to the Old Man’s office myself and look after your things.
Kevin gave me a look of even greater bewilderment and suspicion, though mixed with increasing interest. “You—a U-Boat captain? But I thought you was a Pole, not a German. ” He abandoned his work and came over to sit on the low stone wall next to me, entirely baffled by the complexities of European history. He looked me straight in the face with the air of a prosecuting counsel determined to worm out the truth. ” “Yes,” I replied, rather enjoying this little argument, “I take your point. ” “Oh yeah?
The inside of the boat filled with acrid smoke as the two electric motors faltered and died. Lehár’s voice called out: “Sorry, Herr Kommandant, but the main fuse in the E-motor net has blown. ” No sooner had he said this, however, than the boat began to rise of its own accord. Some air had been left in the small regulator tank amidships to give us reserve buoyancy, clean contrary to standing instructions, which were to dive with the tank completely full 55 A Sailor of Austria and the boat slightly heavy by the bow.