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"I do not fully understand this affair, captain," said Mr. Flint.

ฝาก 19 ฟรี 100ฝาก 200 ฟรี 500 Ensign Flint was appointed to the command of the Bronx by the flag-officer, who had called upon Captain Passford in his stateroom. Christy had not failed to commend his executive officer in the highest terms. The commodore suggested that Christy could not be very kindly disposed towards Captain Battleton of the Vernon, on account of his decision against him in the matter of his identity. "I reckon dar's one dar if he done habn't leabe yisterday." "That's my name—Byron, sir, at your service," said the man, as he touched his cap to the lieutenant, and rushed forward in answer to the call of his superior, evidently glad to escape from the inquisition to which he had been subjected. "On deck!" he added, as he made his way to the forecastle. "In what direction is the head of the steamer pointed, Mr. Pennant?" he asked as he joined the lieutenant. "Four bells, Mr. Flint!" added the commander when the Bronx was fairly under way.