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The transfer of cargo, so far as the Bronx was 142 concerned, was completed. It appeared that the flag-officer was hurrying the departure of the steamer on her mission, whatever it was. He had just had a long talk with Corny, and doubtless there was danger that the object of the cruise might be defeated by delay. In a short time the Bronx was under way, headed to the eastward, in accordance with her verbal orders, for the sealed envelope was not to be opened till nine o'clock in the evening, as Christy learned from Mr. Flint.

เว็บ ufa ฝาก ถอน ไม่มี ขั้น ต่ํา "Ten feet!" shouted the man at the lead. CHAPTER XXVII THE PLANNING OF AN EXPEDITION "What time shall you come about?" asked Corny, apparently from curiosity rather than any especial interest in the navigation of the steamer. Colonel Passford was reclining on the divan when the commander entered the cabin; but he rose to his feet as soon as he saw his nephew. Christy thought he looked thinner and paler than when he had last seen him. He was now only forty-two years old, but he looked like a man of fifty.