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āļĨāļīāđ āļ āļāļĩ āļāļĨāļąāļ "I did not, captain," replied Christy quietly, though he was amused rather than disquieted by the earnestness of the commander. Another shot followed the first, and dropped into the water; and if it had gone fifty feet farther, it would have struck the boat. Mr. Pennant had time now to look over the craft he had captured, and the men on board of 214 her. It was simply a large sailboat, and those on board of her wore plain clothes. They did not appear to be soldiers or sailors, though there was a number of bayonets scattered about the standing room. The seamen from the cutter had leaped on board of the sloop, with cutlasses in their belts; but there was not space enough to permit the use of the weapon, and they had seized each of the men by the collar and put a pistol to his head. "Your father is good authority," added the surgeon. "As you please," replied the surgeon, as the second lieutenant returned attended by two stout seamen. "Captain Breaker is dissatisfied with him, and 299 he will get him out of the ship, at any rate, as soon as the opportunity presents itself. I advise you to write to your father, and tell him plainly just how you feel," said Paul. CHAPTER VIII THE PRISONER OF WAR