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āđāļāļĢāđāļāļĢāļĄ āļāļāļĨ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĩāđ āļāđāļēāļ āļāļĨ āļāļāļĨ Possibly the man under examination was not wholly responsible for his distortion of the name of Captain Passford's estate, as Christy was beginning to reap the penalty of his imprudence the night before, in exposing himself barefooted and half-clothed to the chill midnight air, and was developing a cold in the head that already affected his enunciation. "He fixed himself up to pass for me, and that helped his case very greatly. He put on a uniform like mine, such a one as you have never seen him wear." "There comes the Bronx," said a seaman standing at the head of the ladder. "We were all disturbed last night, and I did not wake till the cook knocked at my door. She told me she could not find Walsh, and breakfast had been ready half an hour. That is the reason why everything is late this morning," Mrs. Passford explained. "We are coming up with the shore," said Mr. Flint, as Christy joined him on the bridge. "They are very nice; I have just tried one of them," added Captain Flanger, as he passed the plate over to the commander.