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ufa9bet āđāļ§āđāļ āļāļĢāļ "Do you know the name of that steamer, Uncle Job," inquired Mr. Pennant. Christy was forced to admit to himself that the 269 bold intruder had full possession of the captain's cabin of the steamer, and that he had the advantage of him in being armed; that any decided opposition on his part would result in his being killed or wounded. It was not prudent for him to do anything, and at the present stage of the proceedings he could do nothing but temporize with his resolute foe. 145 "Hand them over to me, and let us have no more fooling." "The Bronx is taking in provisions, stores, and ammunition. They say the captain has his orders, but I don't know about that." 255 "Because the Bronx is a fast vessel compared with most of the steamers of the navy, hardly any of which are good for more than twelve knots an hour, while this ship will make sixteen when she is driven, and fourteen under ordinary circumstances when we are not trying to save coal. Of course I have no idea what duty we are to perform, and I am not anxious to know till the time comes, though midnight is a rather odd time to open the envelope." "Very well; I will go back and tell the sick man the doctor's coming," added the soldier. "That will give him a hope, if nothing more." "I ought to be, for I am a whiter man than Captain Flanger."