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CHAPTER XXII
A MIDNIGHT VENTURE
Dave and Tempest were by no means cheerful when they regained their refuge on the hill. The last of the biscuits had already been eagerly devoured, and all three of them had an uncomfortable desire to attack a hearty meal. Thirsty also, was bothering them a good deal.
"Something has got to give way soon," Tempest said, "or else Flagg will have a complete walk-over."
"What a horrible thought!" Dave ejaculated. "And yet I don't see how we can live on the memory of a few biscuits for more than another forty-eight hours."
Tempest was leaning over the rock with his eyes glued on the Hatteras. Flagg and his assistants were doing something on the wreck, and sounds
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