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"But can you not recall some event or circumstance which will throw some light on the mystery?" persisted Dr. Connelly.
āļāļąāļāļĢāļē āļāļēāļĢ āļāđāļ āļĢāļāļ āļāļļāļāļāļāļĨ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĩāđ "I don't see that we can help ourselves," 212 replied the spokesman in a surly tone; for the prospect before him was not very pleasant, especially as a volley had been fired from the sloop, presumably by his order, for he was the one who had made the threat in the first place. The prisoners appeared to be quite as much interested in the proceedings on deck as the ship's company, and closely observed everything that was done. Michael Bornhoff was quite excited, and walked the deck hurriedly, as though he was 231 in search of something to do; but he was very careful not to go near the place where Captain Flanger was made fast to the rail. "Do you know where we are bound, Mike?" asked Christy. "I confess that I am as much in the dark as I was in the beginning," replied the executive officer. "I don't blame him, if you call him a black rascal," added Christy. "But you need not call me by your own name any longer, cousin, for it will not help your case any more. Your game is played out, and you have been beaten with your own weapons. When you want to play another Yankee trick, you had better remember that you are not a Yankee, and you are not skilled in the art of doing it."