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CHAPTER XIX THE SKIPPER OF THE SLOOP MAGNOLIA
āđāļāļĄ āļĒāļīāļ āļāļĨāļē āļāļēāļ āļāļāļ āđāļĄāđāļĄāļĩ āļāļąāđāļ āļāđāđāļē Lieutenant Fourchon pressed the hand of the doctor, and left the casemate with him. "Ralph Pennant. I had my eye on him while I was aboard of the Vernon, where he became a sort of oracle among the seamen on account of his abundant information on general subjects. He talks like a man with a good education, and he has been mate of a steamer of good size. But I know very little concerning him, and am afraid he has one out." "Where does he live?" Dave busied himself in clearing the cabin table, and Christy impatiently waited the time for the decided action which had been planned. About half an hour later, when he realized from the condition of the stateroom that it was quite dark, the sounds coming to him assured him that the course of the Bronx had been changed as indicated by Mr. Galvinne. No noise or confusion on deck followed it, and the naval officer's prediction seemed to be in a fair way to be realized. Colonel Homer Passford Visits the Bronx.âPage 219. The steamer went ahead slowly; but the steam was hissing, and she seemed to be as impatient as a fiery horse at the slow starting.