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Through the squadron, like an exciting rumor through a bored crowd, ran the warning: enemy planes sighted. The carrier broke course and nosed into the breeze; the destroyers hung by her flanks watchfully. Three long-nosed fighters roared along the carrier's broad flight deck and up into the sky. For ten minutes hundreds of eyes strained.
Suddenly one of the cruisers shuddered. About 200 yards astern of her a huge plume of foam scarred the blue of the Mediterranean and the blue of the southern sky. Other plumes from the same salvo walked...
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