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"You can trust Dave, Massa Christy," replied the steward, as the officer drew back into his hiding-place.
āļāļē āļāļē āļĢāđāļē āļŠāļ āđāļ§āđāļ āđāļŦāļ āļāļĩāļŠāļĨāđāļāļ xo āļāļĢāļĩ āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļ The steamer went off till she looked very much smaller, and then changed her course to the south-west. The lieutenant in the cutter ordered the bowman to sound with the small hand lead, after he had brought the boat to a full stop. The man reported eight feet. The head of the boat was then turned to the west, and the crew ordered to give way. In a quarter of an hour more the course was checked, and the bowman directed to sound again. Sixteen feet was reported. "I am sure that you do, sir; and when I saw you on the quarter-deck for the first time, I had no doubt you were the officer who came on board sick last evening," replied Captain Battleton. "I think you ought to know it by this time, Captain Passford," answered Dave; and the remark was enough to condemn the impostor in the opinion of the servant. "You lived in here when you were in command of the vessel." "You will pardon me if I add that I think one or the other of them must be an impostor," added Captain Battleton with some diffidence.