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"I thought I should like it, but I find I do not as well as I expected," answered Christy.
āļāļĩ āđāļāđāļ 3 āļāļđāđ "Open with the broadside guns, Mr. Flint!" called Christy, as the Bronx came abreast of the works. Dave did know better than to obey the order, and Christy was morally certain that he had been menaced with a pistol, or threatened in some manner if he attempted to leave the cabin. He acted as though he felt confident that a bullet would be sent through his head if he disobeyed the bold visitor. At the same time there was a certain amount of energy and earnestness visible in the expression of the steward, which assured Christy that he was ready to take part in any action that was reasonably prudent and hopeful. This was a correct answer, and Christy saw that his cousin had fully armed himself for his daring scheme, whatever it was. "Such an ornament must be a nuisance to you, 262 Captain Flanger, and I think we will have it removed. Dave, go and ask the second lieutenant to report to me with his keys and a file," said Christy. "Your cousin, who, according to your statement, 77 was raised in the South, seems to be better informed in regard to the geography of Bonnydale than you do," added Captain Battleton.