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This completed the preparation for the night. The captain consulted his repeater, and ascertained that it was twenty minutes past twelve. The Bronx was in position to learn the fact if any vessel attempted to run out of St. Andrew's Bay, provided his calculations in regard to the locality of the Bronx were correct. Christy went down to the deck, and walked aft with Mr. Flint.

เครดิต ฟรี กด รับ ทันที "Do you know where we are bound, Mike?" asked Christy. "We are bound to the westward, and the course looks as though we might be ordered up the Mississippi," suggested Mr. Flint. "And you did not come on board of the Vernon last evening?" "I did not answer your question, Mr. Passford," interposed Captain Battleton. "In an hour we will settle the question." Seating himself on the quarter-deck, he sent for Michael Bornhoff, who presently reported to him. This man had proved himself to be entirely faithful and reliable; and Christy had no doubts in regard to his loyalty, for his race guaranteed that.