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āđ€āļāļĢāđ‡āļ‡ āļšāļ­āļĨ āļ§āļąāļ™ āļ™āļĩāđ‰ "Did Mr. Flint say anything?" asked Christy. "Sealed orders?" The second lieutenant was calling over a list of names, which Christy concluded was the draft of seamen for the Bronx. Possibly Captain Passford had used some influence in this selection, 121 for all the other hands were to be put on board of the flag-ship to be assigned to such vessels as needed to be reinforced by the officers of the staff. "I do not fully understand this affair, captain," said Mr. Flint. "Dave," said Christy, after he had obtained a view of the back of the steward's head which satisfied him that he was the right man. "There is something in the situation which I cannot explain. I will only say that it is just possible there is a conspiracy at the bottom of the whole affair; and I should think it would be well to keep a close watch upon both of these officers. Why, on the voyage of the Bronx to the Gulf, Ensign Passford, as he was then, discovered two Confederate officers in his crew, and squarely defeated their efforts to capture his ship in the action with the Scotian, I believe it was."

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