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Christy felt that the time for action had come. Taking his valise in his hand he joined the file of men, and cleverly inserting himself between a couple of them, he went on the deck of the Bronx without being challenged as to his right to do so. Doubtless Captain Battleton had reported that he had a prisoner on board, though he had not had time to tell the whole story of the investigation, which had probably been postponed to a more convenient time. Mr. Flint went forward to receive the seamen as they came on deck, and he ordered them to pipe below and leave their bags there.

ทีเด็ด ตาราง บอล "Strike three bells," added the commander; and the steamer began to back her screw. "You could hardly have supposed that a little gunboat like the Bronx was sent all alone on such a mission." "On board the sloop!" replied Mr. Pennant, standing up in the stern sheets. "What sloop is that?"