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CHAPTER IX A MORAL PHILOSOPHER.
āļĨāļāļ āđāļĨāđāļ āļŠāļĨāđāļāļ roma "Boat alongside, sir," reported a quartermaster. Christy's curiosity was excited: he thought the order would throw some further light on the plan of the pirate; and he seated himself. Captain Flanger proceeded to dictate to him an order to 278 the officer of the deck, to the effect that his sealed orders directed him to cut out a rebel privateer under the guns of Fort McRae; ordering him to head the Bronx to the north-west for this purpose, and instructing him to call him as soon as he made out the shore, Christy wrote it, and the pirate told him to sign it. "There is some sort of commotion among the men on the top-gallant forecastle," said Mr. Pennant, while Christy was still studying the situation, and one of the men was seen in the act of hurrying aft. "I cannot explain itâhow can I?" replied Christy. "Whoever took out my papers and put the blanks in their place, did not make me his confidant in the operation."