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"The commodore hurried us off, for he feared any delay might allow the steamer to escape."
āļāļĢāļĩ 100 āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļmgm99magnum "You decline to give me your sealed orders? Do I correctly understand you, Captain Passford?" 276 demanded the privateersman with a frown upon his brow. "At Bonnydale, on the Hudson," replied Corny confidently. "What is your opinion, Mr. Salisbury?" asked the captain, when the claimants had retired, careful not to indicate his own conclusion. "Michael Bornhoff," replied the prisoner. "Friends," replied the lieutenant. The order went to the quartermaster, and the vessel began to dart ahead as though she fully realized what was expected of her. There was nothing to impede her progress, for the fort was as silent as though it had ceased to exist. A trusty hand was heaving the lead in the fore-chains, for the Bronx was not yet within musket-shot range of the island.