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"I don't know."
āļŠāļđāļāļĢ āļŦāļ§āļĒ āļāļāļāđāļĨāļāđ "No, sir; I belong to Captain Flanger: his father is dead, and left me to his son." "I don't think so," muttered Corny. "You treat your own flesh and blood as though blood was nothing but water with you." He slept soundly; but he had dreamed that some one opened the door of his room, or some one had actually done so. He was not a believer in dreams, and when an impression had fastened itself upon his mind, he was inclined to investigate it. It seemed to him that he had been awakened from his sleep by the opening of the door of his chamber. Some member of the family might be sick, and he might be needed to go for the doctor, or for some other service. By this time it was broad daylight, and apparently the fog was not as dense as it had been earlier in the morning. The boat with her tow continued on her course, now headed for the gunboat which the officer had made out. In ten minutes more the expedition was within hailing distance of the steamer, which immediately stopped her screw.