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Christy felt very much like a caged tiger. He had hoped that the Bellevite would be on the station when he arrived, for there were plenty of officers and seamen on board of her who could identify him beyond the possibility of a doubt. In that case he intended to make a strong appeal to Captain Battleton, for he would then have the means of arriving at a correct conclusion. Then he could explain in what manner he had been robbed of his papers with some chance of having his statement accepted.
āđāļāļ° āļāđāļē āđāļ§āđāļ āđāļĨāđāļ āļāļē āļāļē āļĢāđāļē "What is she doing now in the bay?" "I wish to introduce a gentleman to you; Lieutenant Passford, let me make you acquainted with Lieutenant Passford," said the commander as he led the way into the captain's cabin. "We are coming up with the shore," said Mr. Flint, as Christy joined him on the bridge.