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āļ§āļīāļāļĩ āļŠāļĄāļąāļāļĢ āđāļāļĄ āļŠāļĨāđāļāļ āļāļāļāđāļĨāļāđ "Not a word, sir; only said he would be down to his breakfast in a few minutes." "Very well, Mike; you are a free man on board of this ship." The traditions of the navy, and of all navies, forbade him to leave his ship to engage in any enterprise connected with his mission. He had to take all the responsibility of failure, while he could not take an active part on such occasions as the present. He had the glory of being a commander, and of whatever his ship accomplished; but it began to look like a life of inactivity to 234 him, for he was not greedy of glory, and all his devotion was for the union. The speakers said no more, but leaving the locality near the berth, they moved forward in a body. Christy was sorry he was not to hear any more of the conversation; but he felt that he had made some progress in his work. He had obtained the names of two of the men, and ascertained that one of the officers in the ward room was a Confederate. With this information he could the more readily obtain more. Christy did not wish to sleep, and he felt that he could not afford to spend his time in that way. He sat up in the berth, and wrote the two names he had heard in his pocket-diary, in order to make sure that he did not forget 106 them. While he was thus engaged Dr. Connelly came into the quarters of the crew. "He stole that officer's commission and other papers while he was sleeping in his own home," added Christy. "I have plenty of it for this job. You said five dollars, I believe, sir," added the man, looking earnestly at his passenger.