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「You said that about the Hector,」 Tom reminded him. 「And yet he went. Oh, Dad, if Cap』n Pem and Mike go, can』t I?」

「I suppose you want me to make another bargain,」 chuckled his father, 「and make a condition that seems impossible but may be fulfilled. No, Tom, even if[11] Cap』n Pem went I would hesitate to consent. But I』ll tell you what. If the owners of the Narwhal invite you to go—remember you』re not to ask them—and if they guarantee that they』ll be personally responsible for your safety, then I』ll consent.」

「Well that』s poor comfort!」 exclaimed the disappointed boy. 「Just as if the owners are going to invite us without even knowing we want to go, and as if they』d be responsible for us! Gee, they』d have to double their insurance, I guess.」

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「One』s as likely as the other, I admit,」 laughed Mr. Chester. 「But don』t be so disappointed, Tom. Maybe there』ll be a ship going to the West Indies or the Atlantic this summer that you can go on—some short cruise.」

「Bother the West Indies!」 cried Tom petulantly. 「I want to go to the Arctic, and maybe Mr. Dixon may take Cap』n Edwards and maybe he or Cap』n Pem or some one may tell him we can navigate, and if he wants mates perhaps he will ask us.」

「Well, if he does you can go—that is, of course, if Jim goes too,」 smiled Tom』s father. 「But remember you』re neither to ask, nor hint about it. And I don』t think you』ll need to get out your winter things this June.」

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「Reckon yer folks didn』t take to the idee, hey?」 ventured Cap』n Pem, as he turned from watching a gang of men working on the old Narwhal.

「No, they wouldn』t listen to us,」 replied Tom. 「Not even if you and Mike went. Dad said if the owners invited us—and we didn』t ask—and that if you and Mike went too, he』d let us, but there』s a swell chance of that.」

「H-m-m!」 muttered the old whaleman. 「Waall, I dunno as I』d be so everlastin』ly cut up about it. I don』t reckon ye』d have went annyhow without me, an』 there ain』t one chance in a million o』 that. Mike was up to see Dixon and the ol』 grampus jes laffed at him. Asked what he thought the Narwhal wuz—a floatin』 old sailors』 home?」

「The mean old thing!」 cried Jim. 「Say, I』ll bet[13] he won』t get a man that』s as good a sailor as you or Mike.」

「Is he the owner?」 asked Tom.

「Wall, not perzactly,」 replied the old man. 「He』s the agent. The Narwhal』s owned by a comp』ny—an』 I reckon they ain』t none too conf』dent o』 the cruise a-bein』 so everlastin』ly profit』ble. Mike says he saw Cap』n Edwards an』 ol』 Nye, a-tryin』 fer to get 』em to put in a word fer us, an』 Nye says as how they』s a lot o』 shares—or stock or whatever ye calls it—what ain』t been took up yit. He』s thinkin』 o』 buyin』 on it hisself if he kin git a good skipper like Edwards.」

Tom let out a yell like an Indian, threw his hat in the air and danced.