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āļāļēāļ 5 āļĢāļąāļ 50 āļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ "I don't believe you will find many hands down here, Mr. Pennant," said Mike in a whisper. "The coast guard? I don't understand that," replied Christy, puzzled at the expression. "Well, Captain Passford, if you fail to comprehend my purpose, it is the fault of your understanding, and not of my plain and explicit declaration, for I assuredly said that I intended to replace the Floridian with the Teaser, or the Bronx as you have named her, though she will not be called by any such nut-cracking name after I get her," replied the daring privateersman, as blandly and pleasantly as though he were planning a picnic. "I have not; they are sealed orders, and I am not to open them till nine o'clock this evening," replied Corny. "I am a non-combatant, Christy," replied Colonel Passford. "I have not served in the Confederate army or navy, or even been a member of a home guard."