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Lionel
gave
a
reply
,
but
it
didn
’
t
carry
.
"
What
?
"
said
Boo
Boo
.
"
I
didn
’
t
promise
.
"
"
Ah
,
yes
,
you
did
.
You
most
certainly
did
.
"
Lionel
resumed
steering
his
boat
.
"
If
you
’
re
an
admiral
,
"
he
said
,
"
where
’
s
your
fleet
?
"
"
My
fleet
.
I
’
m
glad
you
asked
me
that
,
"
Boo
Boo
said
,
and
started
to
lower
herself
into
the
dinghy
.
"
Get
off
!
"
Lionel
ordered
,
but
without
giving
over
to
shrillness
,
and
keeping
his
eyes
down
.
"
Nobody
can
come
in
.
"
"
They
can
’
t
?
"
Boo
Boo
’
s
foot
was
already
touching
the
bow
of
the
boat
.
She
obediently
drew
it
back
up
to
pier
level
.
"
Nobody
at
all
?
"
She
got
back
into
her
Indian
squat
.
"
Why
not
?
"
Lionel
’
s
answer
was
complete
,
but
,
again
,
not
loud
enough
.
"
What
?
"
said
Boo
Boo
.
"
Because
they
’
re
not
allowed
.
"
Boo
Boo
,
keeping
her
eyes
steadily
on
the
boy
,
said
nothing
for
a
full
minute
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
to
hear
it
,
"
she
said
,
finally
.
"
I
’
d
just
love
to
come
down
in
your
boat
.
I
’
m
so
lonesome
for
you
.
I
miss
you
so
much
.
I
’
ve
been
all
alone
in
the
house
all
day
without
anybody
to
talk
to
.
"
Lionel
didn
’
t
swing
the
tiller
.
He
examined
the
grain
of
wood
in
its
handle
.
"
You
can
talk
to
Sandra
,
"
he
said
.
