And when I get to the Mediterranean, I'll tell you what I'll do--I
shall kill a shark all my own self!"
"A shark in the Mediterranean!"
"Well, why shouldn't they get in by the Straits of Magellan? Oh! is
that the other place? Well, never mind--I'll shoot the shark."
"Stuff, Hal!" said Sam rather gruffly.
Hal went off on another tack. "Well, at least he has set me down by
this time; and Papa will have me up to London for my outfit."
"I hope you will have leave, and come and see us," said Annie.
"I'll try; but, you see, I shall be an officer on duty, and I dare
say Admiral Penrose will hardly be able to spare me; but I'll send
you all presents out of my pay."
"You'll spend all your pay on yourself," said David.
"Out of my prize-money then."
"You can't get prize-money without a war," said Elizabeth.
"Oh! don't let there be a war!" cried Susan.
"Yes, but there is!" said Harry in a tremendous tone; and as Miss
Fosbrook held up her hands, "at least there was one in the Black Sea;
and I know there was a battle in the newspaper--at least, Mr. Carey
read about Palermo.
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