“It’s over,” Dan said with an immense sigh of relief as he unbuckled himself from the chair.
“Over!” Gino said in a choking voice. “Over? Look—look at the flag there!”
The cruiser turned tightly, the flag on its stern standing out proudly in the air. The red and white stripes of Old Glory, the fifty white stars on the field of deepest blue.
And in the middle of the stars, in the center of the blue rectangle, lay a golden crown.