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At this moment Dave had worked himself in behind the pirate; and, with a well-directed blow with the feather duster on the head of Flanger, he brought him to the floor.
āļāļ āļāđāļēāļ āļāļāļĨ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĩāđ "Loadin' wid cotton de steamers fotch down." "I had nearly forgotten the most important evidence that can be presented in this matter," said the captain with a smile. "I dare say that each of the gentlemen will produce his commission, his orders, and his appointment to the command of the Bronx; and I don't know how we can decide between the papers. It looks as though the Bronx was likely to have two commanders." "I think you ought to know it by this time, Captain Passford," answered Dave; and the remark was enough to condemn the impostor in the opinion of the servant. "You lived in here when you were in command of the vessel." "It dropped from some of the men that were captured in the sloop." "How's de sick man, Massa Gumboat?" asked the old negro, chuckling as though he appreciated the stroke of strategy made by his companion. "Stand by!" added Mr. Pennant, who had been duly trained in boat service at an oar. "Give way together! No noise!"