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āļ§āļīāļāļĩ āļŠāļĄāļąāļāļĢ āļāļē āļŠāļī āđāļ āļāļāļāđāļĨāļāđ "On board the sloop!" replied Mr. Pennant, standing up in the stern sheets. "What sloop is that?" "I don't think so," muttered Corny. "You treat your own flesh and blood as though blood was nothing but water with you." "Then I was very fortunate in capturing her," added Christy with a smile. "I am not; but I am his nephew," replied the commander, willing to be perfectly frank with him. In less than another half hour, Christy heard a knock on the cabin door, which was the signal from the second lieutenant that it was time to begin operations. He crawled to the front of the space beneath the berth at the sound, and at the same moment Dave came in at the door of the stateroom, which had been left open.