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The carpenter and his assistants were still at work on the berth, and Christy, placing his valise near it, seated himself by it. For the first time since he came on board of the Vernon he had an opportunity to reflect upon the events of the day. Corny Passford was the present master of the situation. He had not been aware till he met him in the captain's cabin, that his cousin was even in the vicinity of New York. With an amount of assurance for which he had not given him credit, 98 Corny had undertaken to personate his nautical relative, and was now actually on his way to the Gulf to take command of the Bronx.

roar66 ดาวน์โหลด "Hold water!" added the lieutenant. "Stern all!" "I am not sure that Captain Breaker would be willing to receive me as his second lieutenant," Christy objected. "Why so, Captain Passford?" asked Mr. Flint. "All right; get him up if you can. Is he able to walk?" "They are awake there," said Christy with a smile to the first lieutenant, and both of them watched for the fall of the shot, which struck the water at least a quarter of a mile ahead of the vessel. "Beat to quarters, Mr. Flint."