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168 COMMODORE JUNK. The captain started, and then turned angrily away; but Bart followed him. ‘You're skipper, and I'll do aught you like; but so sure as you leave this here ship there'll be a row, and you won't be able to go again, for you won’t come back.” The captain took a turn up and down, and then stopped opposite Bart. ‘‘T’ll take your advice, Bart,” he said, “ though it goes very much against the grain. Take Dinny with you, and do this for me as if I were helping you all the time.” ‘© Ay; you may trust me.” “1 do trust you, Bart, heartily, Remember this: Abel and I were always together as children and companions ; to the last I loved my brother, Bart.” Bart listened to the simply-uttered words, to which their tone and the solemn time gave a peculiar pathos; and for a few moments there was silence. ‘1 know,” he said, softly. ‘And in my rough way I loved Abel Dell as a brother. Don’t you think because I say nought that I don’t feel it.” ‘I know you too well, Bart. Go and do this for me; I will stay aboard. I’m captain now, since fate so wills it, and the men shall find that I am their head.” “Hah !” ejaculated Bart, raising his hand, but dropping it again and drawing back. ‘ That’s how I like to hear you speak, captain. Trust me, it shall be done.” An hour later the men stood aloof as Bart and Dinny lowered a long deal case into the boat and, as soon as the rope was cast off, hoisted the little sail and ran for the sandy cove where the boat had landed before. They were provided with a lantern, and this they ae shrouded in a boat-cloak originally the property of the Spanish captain of a vessel that had been taken. Gomichbooksneo