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"Oh, I am the officer whom Corny personated," replied the commander with a quiet smile. "The story is not a second-handed one, uncle Homer."
āļ§āļīāđāļāļĢāļēāļ°āļŦāđ āļāļāļĨ āđāļ āđāļ āļ āļāļĩ āđāļ āļĄ āđāļāļĩāļĒ āļ āļŠāđ āļĨāļĩāļ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĩāđ "He is better; in fact, he was about well when I left him," replied the practitioner. "But I have no more time to waste," added he, as he quickened his pace, moving in the direction of the shore. 124 "I don't think you will, sir, after the circumstances have been explained." "I never saw Massa Corny; but I done hear enough about him when I was at Bonnydale. Show me your knife and your watch, Massa Christy." "Then the scheme cannot be considered so stupid as you represent it." Quartermaster Vincent was placed in charge of the wheel, with Boxie as helmsman. All that could be done to protect the pilot-house had been done, though it was not yet supposed to be proof against the musket ball that would be fired in that direction. All the men not absolutely needed for 348 duty were sent below, but they were armed with revolvers and cutlasses, ready for service at any instant. The officers retired from the bridge, for it was folly for any one to be unnecessarily exposed to the musketry fire from the loopholes of the fort.