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"Walsh!" called Mrs. Passford from the head of the stairs.
āļŠāļđāļāļĢ āļāļē āļāļē āļĢāđāļē sa 2020 179 "I will," replied the prisoner. "It will not only suit me better, but you cannot fail to see that it is the only practicable way for me to operate with my present very limited resources. If I had a dozen good men and true,ânot such dunderheads as your officer captured in the Magnolia,âI should be able to proceed in a more orderly and regular manner. In that case, I should issue my orders in person, and not compel you to act as my intermediary." "Perhaps not, for I intend to replace her with the Bronx." "Mr. Passford, I find myself placed in a very unpleasant position," said the commander, after he had deliberated a few minutes. "I have stated the facts to you; and the deduction I have to draw from them is, that I have two persons by the name of Lieutenant Passford on board." "Dat's it, Massa Ossifer!" exclaimed Job, apparently delighted to find that he had made himself understood.