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"You did not come on board of the Vernon 51 last evening!" exclaimed Captain Battleton, gazing very earnestly into the face of his passenger.

เบ็ทบิต All was as still as it ought to be in the middle of the night, and no response came to his second inquiry. The brilliant young officer, who had just passed his eighteenth birthday, knew what it was even better than an older person to pass a whole night on difficult duty, without a wink of sleep, for he had been accustomed to spend a portion of every night in planking the deck on his watch; but at Bonnydale, his quiet home, far removed 16 from the scenes of actual conflict, he was an industrious sleeper, giving his whole attention to his slumbers, as a proper preparation for the stirring scenes in which he was again about to engage. "Don't you know me, Uncle Job?" "Thank you; I will have one of those lamb's tongues," replied Christy. "Bonnydale!" repeated the officer, after using his handkerchief, and thus improving his utterance of the word. "My cousin gave his name and rank correctly."