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āļ§āļīāđāļāļĢāļēāļ°āļŦāđ āļāļāļĨ āļ§āļąāļ āļāļĩāđ āļŠāļāļāļĢāđāļ āđāļĄāļ "I went to sea for eleven years, and Captain Flanger, father and son, put my wages in their pockets." In a few minutes the two stout sailors who had removed him from the captain's cabin appeared on deck, dragging Captain Flanger after them, for he would not walk, and did all he could with his hands made fast behind him to embarrass his conductors. "I can just see the fort and the big house. It is not so very dark to-night," answered the Russian. "The United States steamer Bronx, under sealed orders. What steamer is that?" "I am a sort of peace officer," added Dr. Connelly, when the captain glanced at him, "and I will express no opinion as to the status of the officer, though it appears to be as you describe it." "I did not speak to another man; I spoke to you," added Christy, as he intensified the gaze with which he confronted the man, resorting to the tactics of a sharp lawyer in the cross-examination of an obdurate witness.