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“Where is Halley?” asked Glenarvan. “I do not know, my Lord,” replied John Mangles. “Where are the sailors?” “Invisible, like himself.” “Probably dead drunk, like himself,” added McNabbs. “Let them be called,” said Glenarvan, “we cannot leave them on the ship.” Mulrady and Wilson went down to the forecastle, and two minutes after they returned. The place was empty! They then searched between decks, and then the hold. But found no trace of Will Halley nor his sailors. “What! no one?” exclaimed Glenarvan. “Could they have fallen into the sea?” asked Paganel. “Everything is possible,” replied John Mangles, who was getting uneasy. Then turning toward the stern: “To the boat!” said he. Wilson and Mulrady followed to launch the yawl. The yawl was gone. Chapter 5—Cannibals Will Halley