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"There is not much planning to be done; all we have to do is to run into Pensacola when we are ready to do so," replied the naval officer.
āđāļāđāļē sa gaming "Is that so? Then we mustn't talk here," added Warton, apparently somewhat alarmed. "Who told you so?" The officer led the way up the shore, and the rows of sugar-cane extended almost to the water. They could make out the little village of negro cabins which lay between them and the planter's house, and they directed their steps towards it. It was but a short walk, and they soon reached the lane that extended between the rows of huts. He had no fault to find with the captain for his decision against him, which seemed to be natural and warrantable. He had no ill-feeling against 101 his cousin, for he was trying to serve the cause he had espoused. He was even willing to believe that he would have done the same thing himself under like circumstances.