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Gilfleur," said Christy in French. "Not at all, Mr. Passford; I am glad to see you, for I am ordered to consult very freely with you, and to inform you fully in regard to all my plans," replied the Frenchman.
"Not more than two days; perhaps less time. Do you consent?" "I will consider it, and give you an answer to-morrow morning," replied Captain Chantor. "Won't you take me with you, Mr. Gilfleur?" asked Christy, who was much pleased with the idea of such an excursion. "I should be very happy to have your company, Mr.
"No; she is much larger than the Dornoch," added Mr. Gilfleur. "I am disappointed," replied the captain. The steamer showed the British flag, and went on her way to the south-west. The Chateaugay continued on her course without change till eight bells in the afternoon watch, when a heavier volume of smoke was descried in the north-east.
"I think that steamer is the Cadet, Captain Chantor; and I have brought Mr. Gilfleur on deck to take a look at her." The Frenchman had no doubt the steamer was the Cadet, for she was peculiar enough in her build to be identified among a thousand vessels of her class. For some time they discussed the character of the vessel, and minutely examined her build and rig.
"We can talk as much as we please of our mission after we get out of sight of land; and as long as we do it in French, no one will understand us," said Christy to his fellow-passenger. "As soon as we are permitted by my orders to do so, I shall have much to say to you, Mr. Passford," replied Mr. Gilfleur. "On deck!" shouted a man in the mizzen-top. "Aloft!" returned Mr.
Gilfleur had suddenly thrown himself on the first officer of the Ionian; and when his second officer and several sailors had gone to his assistance, the third lieutenant of the Chateaugay had rushed in to the support of the Frenchman. The man-of-war's men were all armed with cutlasses and revolvers; but they did not use their weapons, and it looked like a rough-and-tumble fight on the deck. Mr.
I had a boat like the one on deck." "Your experience is interesting, but I do not see how it will profit me," said the captain. "I can go to the Bermudas, obtain the information you want, and return to the Chateaugay," replied Mr. Gilfleur rather impatiently. "That would be a risky cruise for you, my friend," suggested Captain Chantor, shaking his head in a deprecatory manner. "I don't think so.
It was approved by his companion, and he dressed himself in this garb. "But you have been bleached out by your long stay at Bonnydale, and your complexion needs a little improvement," said Mr. Gilfleur, as he went to his room for his tints. On his return he gave to the face of the officer the same sun-browned hue he had imparted to his own.
Gilfleur said so much about it that Christy finally turned in, and was soon fast asleep. He did not wake till daylight in the morning. He found that the boat was headed towards an island, while in the distance he saw the light on Hog Island, with a portion of the town of Nassau, and a fort. The skipper had his chart spread out on the seat at his side, and he was watching it very closely.
Christy then suggested that his friend should be berthed in the ward room. The ship's steward was called, and directed to give Mr. Gilfleur a room next to the other passenger. As they were likely to have many conferences together in regard to the business on their hands, they were both particular in regard to the location of their rooms; and the chief steward suited them as well as he could.
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