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āđāļ§āđāļ āđāļāļ āļāļļāļ āļāļĢāļĩ Whether the escaped prisoner had gone to the captain's cabin for a special purpose, or had simply followed the most convenient way that was opened to him in his flight, it was plain enough to Christy that, at the present time, he had an object before him. He had practically taken possession of the cabin, and had already overawed the steward. The commander could not see his way to do anything to improve the situation. He had no weapon about him but his sword, and he was satisfied that the intruder was provided with one or more revolvers, as indicated by the appearance of the side pockets of his blue coat. "Dey hab de medicine at de big house." "Then you are not dangerously wounded," added Christy. "I was afraid it had gone through your head." CHAPTER VI THE CONFERENCE IN THE CAPTAIN'S CABIN "You are playing a farce now, cousin; but I cannot stay to fool with you. Take him out of the berth, Dave." Christy listened with interest to the conversation in the captain's cabin, though so far it had afforded him no information in regard to the present situation, and it was hardly likely to do so, for he had already been told by Mr. Flint what the next movement of the Bronx was to be. She had already been ordered to proceed to the eastward, and her sealed instructions would reveal the enterprise in which she was to engage.