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āļāļāļĨ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĢāļļāđāļ āļāļĩāđ "I came on board to pay my respects to you, Captain Passford," said Captain Battleton of the Vernon, who had been waiting for him. "Things have changed since I last saw you. I do not know whether I ought to apologize to you for my decision on board of the Vernon, or not." Colonel Passford was naturally very anxious to ascertain what had been done, and what was to be done, by the Bronx; but the steward was too discreet to answer any of his questions, and he was not aware that his son Corny was a prisoner on board as well as himself. "I have not the slightest objection to the presence of as many officers as you may choose to call in," added the invalid. "It is a strange story, and I cannot see how Corny succeeded in passing himself off as the officer he personated." "I am sorry that you are dissatisfied with my third lieutenant's mode of operations," replied Christy, laughing, though his mirth was of the graveyard order. "But Mr. Pennant is a new officer, and that was the first active duty he had been called upon to perform. Very likely he will suit you better next time." "Do you think any one came into the house?" 23 asked Mrs. Passford, though with but little of the woman's terror that such a statement might have caused. "I did, sir; for we captured a privateer on the voyage," answered Corny.