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182 who happened to own a vessel of the same burthen and name as the newly christened Alice.

He went over to Carlotta, who lay in a steamer chair, strangely inanimate. She looked at the cut of the desired pennant, but feebly turned away her face.

"You're no Lady Duff Gordon, Carlotta, but you ought to be able to make something like this."

She groaned.

"The only flag I could make now, Mac, is the white flag of surrender."

However, the hands of the profane old man were quite equal to the occasion. A half-hour later the blue and white ensign of the supposititious owner was hauled to the peak.