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āđāļāļĄ āļŠāļĨāđāļāļ āđāļāļīāļ āļāļĢāļīāļ āļĄāļ·āļ āļāļ·āļ āļāļĢāļĩ āđāļĄāđ āļāđāļāļ āļĨāļāļāļļāļāļŠāļĨāđāļāļ 1234 pg "Yes, sar; she done h'ist two out ob her innards, and done took two more from de fort." When Christy awoke it was dark, or at least dusky, as far as he could judge in his concealment. He heard the rattle of dishes, knives and forks in the cabin, and he understood that the captain was taking his dinner. A conversation was in progress, and Christy concluded from the 159 voices he heard that Corny had invited his first lieutenant to dine with him. CHAPTER XXXI A WOUNDED COMMANDER "Good heavens!" exclaimed the first lieutenant, as he came out from his shelter. "You are wounded again!" It was a humiliating posture for the actual commander of the vessel, but he promptly got down upon the floor of the stateroom, and crawled under the berth. He placed the trunk and some other articles there so as to form a sort of breast-work, behind which he carefully bestowed himself. It was not an uncomfortable position, for the floor was carpeted and an old satchel filled with his cast-off garments furnished him a pillow sufficiently soft for a person on extraordinary duty.