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Ensign Flint was appointed to the command of the Bronx by the flag-officer, who had called upon Captain Passford in his stateroom. Christy had not failed to commend his executive officer in the highest terms. The commodore suggested that Christy could not be very kindly disposed towards Captain Battleton of the Vernon, on account of his decision against him in the matter of his identity.
zeanstep 7m baanpolball āļāļĨ āļāļāļĨ āđāļĄāļ·āđāļ āļāļ·āļ āļāļĩāđ "That is a bad name for this child," said the octoroon, shaking his head. "Are you the son of Colonel Passford?" "There are a great many hiding-places on board of any vessel, and I am very clear in my own mind as to what became of him. Of course, the flag-officer, seeing both of you together, would have been as much perplexed as the captain was, and he would have been compelled to accept the evidence of the commission and the orders in your possession." "Now, gentlemen, I will thank you to retire to the ward room, and I will send for you to hear my decision," continued the commander, and the cousins retired together, and both of them appeared to be as good-natured as though they were in perfect accord on the question in dispute. "Don't you know me, Dave?" asked Christy, speaking out plainly so that the steward might recognize his voice.