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Chapter Three

Captain Snatchit was snoring in his newly-built log cabin.
All the other pirates were snoring on the beach. What with mending the Seaslug,

and building the Captain’s hut, they had no chance to make any cabins for themselves.

So in the middle of the night, when cries for help rang out, they were woken up at
once.

They all jumped up and looked out to sea. The cries were coming from across the
waves. They could see lights flickering out there in the darkness.

“It must be a scabby boat! We’d better wake the Cap’n.”

They banged on the cabin door.
“What is it, you droopy dishrags?” yawned Captain Snatchit.

“There’s a ship in trouble, Cap’n! We can see lights out to sea, and hear shouts for
help!”

“Hurrah!” cried the Captain as he bounded up. “Man the Seaslug! Get ready to set
sail!”

The pirates hauled the newly-mended ship into the water. They jumped on board

and sailed out of the bay.
Leaning over the side, they strained their eyes to see the ship. Sure enough, there

were faint flickering lights ahead in the outline of a boat.
“Excellent! It’s a big one!” said the Captain greedily.

Then they heard high voices crying out for help.

“Oh, woe is me! Oh fiddle de dee! Our silly old ship is sinking and my lovely lace
gown is getting all damp!”

“Oh, piff and puddle! My gold necklace is about to fall into the nasty horrid
water!”

“Oh boo and hoo! Have pity on a rich lady! Who will save my beautiful strings of

pearls from drowning?”
“Rich ladies!” gasped Captain Snatchit. Like Neptune, he had never met many

ladies of any sort.
“Cor blimey, guvnor, we’re all done for!”