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"I submit to your authority, Captain Battleton," replied Christy, bowing to the commander.
āļŠāļĄāļąāļāļĢ 123yes "Open with the broadside guns, Mr. Flint!" called Christy, as the Bronx came abreast of the works. "Why was it necessary to give secret orders for such an expedition as this?" asked Corny. "The sail is reported on the port bow, which looks as though she might be coming in from sea," continued Christy, as he went into his stateroom with his navy revolver in his hand. But the boat seemed to be running too far away from the sloop, though it was near enough for the lieutenant and quartermaster to see that there was a decided commotion on board of her. "If you are the genuine Lieutenant Passford, in spite of the captain's decision, your cousin has told lies enough to-day to swamp a reprobate, to to say nothing of a Christian," added the surgeon, seating himself at the side of the berth.