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Chapter 5

"Are you sure?" asked Commodore Lorrington. He had just heard startling news from two of his soldiers.
"Positive, they thought we were asleep, but we heard all right. They have a plan for tomorrow and someone is going to give them outside help," replied the taller of the two.
"Who is this outside help?" the commodore asked.
"I don't know and neither do they. They have seen him, but they don't know his name. It's some young chap. I believe they said that they think he is some young noblemen who doesn't want anything to happen to them, but I think that it is something deeper," replied the second. Lorrington did not know what to think. The two before him had made some pretty stupid mistakes in the past, even capturing one of his spies among the pirates and almost hanging him. Now, however, they seemed to be sure that they had discovered something important.
"Well," he told them after thinking it over, "I'll have to change all previous plans made about the hanging. It seems that it may have to be postponed again. You may be dismissed." The two trudged out of the room. When the commodore was out of earshot, the first spoke.
"I don't think he believes us, Bill."
"Actually, Ted, I think that he doesn't know what to think," replied Bill, "After all, we aren't really that trustworthy."
"And why not?"
"We have done some really stupid things, you know, including that one time we accidentally blew up the..."
"Ted, you don't need to remind me. Aye, we have done some stupid stuff, but what are we supposed to do if he doesn't do anything about the pirate's plan," Bill interrupted.
"I don't know," Ted replied thoughtfully. He paused for a time. "I think that if we have a plan in case the Commodore does nothing, then we'll be alright."
"What is this plan?"
"I'll buy you a drink and we can talk it over," Ted replied and they set off.