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 FRIEND OR FOE?

"Never mind !" said Pencroft. "It is best to know whom we have to deal with, and I shall not be sorry to recognize that fellow's colors!"

And, while thus speaking, the sailor never left the glass. The day began to fade, and with the day the breeze fell also. The brig's ensign hung in folds, and it became more and more difficult to observe it.

"It is not the American flag." said Pencroft from time to time, "nor the English, the red of which could be easily seen, nor the French or German colors, nor the white flag of Russia, nor the yellow of Spain. One would say it was all one color. Let's see: in these seas, what do we generally meet with? The Chilian flag?—but that is tri-color. Brazilian?—it is green. Japanese?—it is yellow and black, whilst this———"

At this Moment the breeze blew out the unknown flag. Ayrton, seizing the telescope which the sailor had put down, raised it and cried hoarsely, "The black flag!"—Page 243. Vol. 6.