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266 Christy yawned, or pretended to do so, and in the act he rose from the table. Captain Flanger was silent as he did so, and watched the captain with the eye of a lynx, as the latter placed himself behind the chair he had occupied. He was in position to make a movement of some kind, and the intruder deliberately drew from his right-hand coat pocket a heavy revolver. Holding this in his hand, he drew another from the left-hand pocket, and threw it on the table.
āļāļđāđ āđāļāļĄāļŠāđ āļŦāļĒāļāļ āđāļŦāļĢāļĩāļĒāļ āļāļĨ āđāļĄāđ "And because, in your present enterprise as you have outlined it, you cannot get along without me," said Christy. "Who dar?" called Job. "All your guns seem to be mounted outside," said the naval officer as he halted on the parade. 317 The lieutenant took his two revolvers from his hip pockets, and examined them as well as he could in the dark, and Mike did the same, for it was necessary to be prepared for whatever might happen. The village was as silent as though it were entirely deserted; but it was nearly midnight, and doubtless they were asleep in the cabins. They entered one. It was still and dark within the house. Mr. Pennant had brought with him a small lantern, which he lighted where the glare of the match could not be seen; but it revealed nothing to the inquirers. "Then I stay for sure; I don't go back on you, Massa Christy," protested the steward warmly.