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"What is your opinion, Mr. Salisbury?" asked the captain, when the claimants had retired, careful not to indicate his own conclusion.
āļāļāļĢāđāļāļąāļĨāđāļāļĄāđāļāđāļāļāļāļĢāļ°āļŦāļ§āđāļēāļāļāļĢāļ°āđāļāļĻ "What do you know about him, Christy?" asked the colonel with the deepest interest. Christy put his valise in a convenient place, and then concealed himself in the firemen's quarters under the top-gallant forecastle. He found a place beneath a bunk which would effectually conceal him unless a very thorough search should be made for him. But he only kept this place as a resort in case of emergency, for he placed himself where he could see out at the door; and it was a good location to overlook all that took place on the quarter-deck where the officers were, and the waist where the men had been assembled. "Very likely; and I dare say you know all about this region."