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The lieutenant had covered his lantern, for he 320 did not wish to wake the other sleepers in the cabin, after the description the Russian had given of his man. Mike spoke in a low tone to him, and it did not take him long to make his toilet, for he slept just as he was clothed during the day. No one knew how old he was, but he was still brisk in his movements. The officer led the way to one of the deserted cabins at a considerable distance from the one occupied by Uncle Job.
āļāļĢāļĩ āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļ āđāļĄāđ āļāđāļāļ āļāļēāļ āđāļāļīāļ "I did, sir; for we captured a privateer on the voyage," answered Corny. "I wish I were myself," replied the commander, in a tone so low that none but the visitors could hear him. "That is all for the present, Mike," added Christy.