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āđāļāđāļē āļāļĩāļāđāļē 555 "What good will that do?" demanded Christy. "My cousin has made out his case before the captain of the Vernon." "I have been under the berth in this stateroom, a hiding-place which was suggested to me by one of your people who used it as such, and was caught, as I was not." "At Bonnydale, on the Hudson," replied Corny confidently. Christy crawled to the front of the berth, and thrust his head out into the stateroom in as natural a position as he could place it. 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. "Christopher Passford," replied the invalid officer, with the most unblushing effrontery.