CHAPTER XIX. ENTER ALI-NOURY PACHA AND THE FATIMÉ CHAPTER XX. AN UNEXPECTED PERIL IN VIEW CHAPTER XXI. EUCHRING THE GRAND MOGUL CHAPTER XXII. CONSTERNATION ON BOARD THE SHIP CHAPTER XXIII. A FUGITIVE FROM THE ENEMY CHAPTER XXIV. A STORMY INTERVIEW WITH ALI-NOURY PACHA CHAPTER XXV. THE STARBOARD AND PORT WATCHES OF THE MAUD CHAPTER XXVI. THE PACHA FINDS HE HAS CAUGHT A TARTAR CHAPTER XXVII. A FEW LESSONS IN NAVIGATION CHAPTER XXVIII. MORRIS ON "THE RULE OF THE ROAD" CHAPTER XXIX. THE PROSPECT OF A WATER-FAMINE CHAPTER XXX. THE MAUD INCLINED TO TURN SOMERSETS CHAPTER XXXI. CAPTAIN SCOTT SETS A REEFED FORESAIL CHAPTER XXXII. THE MEETING OF THE TWO STEAMERS CHAPTER XXXIII. THE PROFESSOR'S LECTURE ON ALGERIA CHAPTER XXXIV. ORIENTAL VIEWS IN ALGIERS CHAPTER XXXV. THE ARRIVAL AT CONSTANTINOPLE CHAPTER XXXVI. THE CITY OF THE SULTAN CHAPTER XXXVII. THE SULTAN AND THE DANCING DERVISHES CHAPTER XXXVIII. HIS HIGHNESS IN THE ORIENTAL CITY AMERICAN BOYS AFLOAT CHAPTER I THE SALIHÉ ALONGSIDE THE GUARDIAN-MOTHER "It seems to me that I have seen that little steam-yacht before," said Louis Belgrave, as the four young Americans stood upon the promenade deck of the Guardian-Mother, of which the speaker was the owner, though the young man was only seventeen years of age. "Be the modther of me, it's the Sally Hay!" exclaimed Felix McGavonty, the Milesian of the party, though he could pronounce the President's English as well as any of his companions when he chose to do so. "She certainly looks just like the Salihé," added George Scott Fencelowe, whom everybody on board addressed as Scott simply: and the three who had spoken had made a voyage in the little steamer from Funchal in Madeira to Gibraltar, where the Guardian-Mother was now moored inside of the New Mole. "You fellows who have made a long cruise in her ought to know her if she is the Salihé," said Morris Woolridge. "I never even saw her but once, and I can throw no light on the subject." "She was painted white when we made our trip in her, and now she is the color of a black cat," continued Scott, the oldest of the party and the best sailor and boatman, for he was eighteen, while Morris, the youngest, was only fourteen. "It seems to me to be hardly possible that she can be the Salihé, though she looks like her in everything except her color," replied Louis. "If the Fatimé were here, I should have no doubt it was she."