Hold," again added the officer, whom some strange fascination still bound to the bootless investigation.

"What's _my_ name, sir ?" "Why, sir, one of my messmates here called you Lieutenant Williamson, just now, and I never heard you called by any other name." "There's method in his madness," thought the officer to himself.

"What's the captain's name ?" "Why, sir, when we spoke the enemy, last night, I heard him say, through his trumpet, that he was Captain Parker; and very likely he knows his own name." "I have you now.

That ain't the captain's real name." "He's the best judge himself, sir, of what his name is, I should think." "Were it not," said the officer, now turning gravely upon his juniors, "were it not that such a supposition were on other grounds absurd, I should certainly conclude that this man, in some unknown way, got on board here from the enemy last night." "How could he, sir ?" asked the sailing-master.
"Heaven knows.

But our spanker-boom geared the other ship, you know, in manoeuvring to get headway." "But supposing he _could_ have got here that fashion, which is quite impossible under all the circumstances, what motive could have induced him voluntarily to jump among enemies ?" "Let him answer for himself," said the officer, turning suddenly upon Israel, with the view of taking him off his guard, by the matter of course assumption of the very point at issue.
"Answer, sir.