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This was a correct answer, and Christy saw that his cousin had fully armed himself for his daring scheme, whatever it was.
rb88 āļāļĢāļĩ āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļ 300fast88 auto "Now, Uncle Job, I want you to answer some questions," Mr. Pennant began. "Shall we find no one at the negro quarters?" asked the lieutenant with interest. "He was not an officer, either of the navy or the army, but my cousin, Cornelius Passford, a soldier in the Confederate army." "Station a strong lookout, Mr. Flint, and send a man aloft on the foremast and another on the mainmast," continued Christy when the other orders had been obeyed. "I cannot explain the matter at present, and 94 you must excuse me from offering merely vague suspicions and conjectures." "I dunno, massa; but she done come in from de sea. When she git off dar two mile she done stick in de mud," answered the negro, pointing in the direction of the bar. "Den de little steamers from up the bay take off de loadin', and she done come in." Christy was not stunned or overwhelmed by this impudent speech. He looked at the speaker, and promptly recognized his cousin Corny. He was astonished at the brazen assurance of the other, for he had always seemed to him to be a fairly modest young man. Corny extended his hand to Christy, and it was accepted.