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"I done count only four ob dem w'en I was dar last time."
āļāļĩāđ āđāļāđāļ āļāļāļĨ āļŠāļāļāļĢāđāļ āļāļđāļĨ "If I have had any headache, I have entirely recovered from it," replied Christy, laughing heartily. "I came on board only an hour ago, doctor, and I have had no headache, thank you." The course was believed to be correct for the point indicated by the captain, and in less than half an hour the boat grounded; but the shore was bold enough to enable the men to land. Mr. 316 Pennant went to the forward part of the boat and took a careful look all around him. All was as silent as a tomb. Stepping into the fore-sheets, he leaped on shore, directing the Russian to follow him. "I am sure I don't know, Mr. Galvinne; I did not order them there," replied the third lieutenant, who was in charge of the deck. "Only four!" exclaimed Mr. Pennant. "Are you telling me the truth, Uncle Job?" "Gollywompus! My old master will get me back then!" groaned Dave, who had been very happy in his new service and at Bonnydale where he had spent considerable of his time while Christy was waiting for the fitting out of the Bronx. "I think I had better get on board of the flag-ship right off." "Not a bad wound at all, Captain Passford," said Mr. Pennant. "The doctor says I am still fit for duty."