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Though the young officer was prudent and discreet, he did not lose his self-possession, and he smiled as though he had been simply the host in the dining-room of the mansion at Bonnydale. There was a certain humor about the intruder which would have pleased him under other circumstances.
āļ§āļī āđāļ āļĢāļēāļ° āļŠ āļāļ āļĢāđ āļāļđāļĨ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĩāđ "I don't quite understand this matter," said the surgeon. "What are you doing, Mr. Passford?" "We lie about south of what Mike calls the big house, a mile and a half distant from it. Make the boat's course north north-west, and you will strike the shore about half way between the planter's house and the fort. But when you get near enough to see both of them, you can land where you think best," Christy explained. 145 "Hand them over to me, and let us have no more fooling." When he had completed his toilet Christy looked at his watch, and was rather surprised to find that it was a full hour later than usual when the call bell had been rung. He went down-stairs, and found his mother and Florry very busy in the dining-room, setting the table. This was the man's work, and the young officer was astonished to see his mother and sister doing it. "Dave," called the captain. "And you did not come on board of the Vernon last evening?"