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CHAPTER XXXI A WOUNDED COMMANDER
āļĢāļąāļ otp āđāļāļĢāļāļīāļ āļāļĢāļĩ "Then we had better obey the sealed orders of the flag-officer; we will come about, and head her for St. Andrew's. Fortunately I have been there myself in the Bellevite, and I have been up the harbor and bay in boats, for the yacht, as she was at the time, drew too much water to go into the bay, for it is shoal inside. Come about, Mr. Flint, and make the course due east." "I don't wish to be rude with a gentleman as polite as yourself, Captain Passford; but you interrupted my remarks by rising from your chair," said Captain Flanger, with the revolver still poised in his hand, while he dropped the other with the handcuff upon it at his side. "Oh, yes; we have a surgeon, for Dr. Spokeley is to go to New York in the Vernon, and the doctor of the store-ship is appointed to the Bronx." "Thank you, my man," replied Christy, beginning at once to consider how this change would affect him. "I was, captain; but I cannot speak for my cousin Corny," replied the possessor of the commission.