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Christy seated himself and began to consider the strange situation.
āđāļ§āđāļ āļāļē āļāđāļē āļĢāđāļē The carpenter and his assistants were still at work on the berth, and Christy, placing his valise near it, seated himself by it. For the first time since he came on board of the Vernon he had an opportunity to reflect upon the events of the day. Corny Passford was the present master of the situation. He had not been aware till he met him in the captain's cabin, that his cousin was even in the vicinity of New York. With an amount of assurance for which he had not given him credit, 98 Corny had undertaken to personate his nautical relative, and was now actually on his way to the Gulf to take command of the Bronx. "A considerable number of officers and seamen must have come with you in the Vixen and the other vessels," said the captain, raising his finger to indicate that the question was addressed to Christy. "He might have taken Florry's watch, she was so careless as to leave on the table in the sitting-room," added she. CHAPTER V LIEUTENANT PASSFORD AND HIS APPARENT DOUBLE "Make the course west north-west," said he to the first lieutenant, as he joined him on the bridge. "Gollywops! But he was in command of the Bronx, for I done seen Mr. Flint hand it over to him. Go 'way! You can't fool this colored person."