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So she and twenty of the parrots swooped down to pick the net up in their claws,

and flew with it across the waves.
The pirate ship had not gone far. Soon they were close enough to see the pirates

setting the sails and tightening the rigging. Captain Snatchit lay on the deck
sunbathing.

“Hop to it, you clueless cockroaches!” he yelled at his crew, without even

bothering to open his eyes. If he had, he would have seen the parrots overhead.
The parrot flock wheeled high over the boat, searching for any sign of Neptune.

But he was nowhere to be seen.
Liana sighed. “Maybe he’s hiding from us,” she thought. “Maybe Monu’s right.

He doesn’t want to be rescued. We should turn round and go home!”

Just then Captain Snatchit yawned. He opened his eyes wide, and looked up at the
sky.