rage 2 epic
rage 2 epic
"Don't hab no healf, massa," replied Job, gazing earnestly at the intruder upon his slumbers.
lagalaxy1 āļāļāļāđāļāļīāļ "Dave is a wise man," said the commander, after he had given a few moments to the consideration of the situation. "She is, sir; she has not been in action since her crew was reinforced," answered Christy. "Hardly, my dear friend, for I fear that on deck you would give way to your own individual prejudices against me, and do something that would jeopard my interest in the premises. With your approbation, I should prefer to resort to a method that prevails in the army, though not to any considerable 271 extent in the navy. More clearly, I will invite you to send your orders on deck in writing, over your own signature." The third lieutenant sprang forward to obey the order, and Christy followed him at a more moderate pace, consistent with his dignity as the officer highest in rank on board. It was not so much a question of dignity, however, with him as it was the intention to preserve his self-possession. A light had been reported on the starboard bow; but Christy had no more means of knowing what it meant than any other person on deck. It suggested a blockade runner, a battery, or a house near the shore where he did not expect to find one.