Now, you are going on board of your father's steamer if you can get there." "I certainly don't want to stay on board of this little tub any longer than I am obliged to do so, for you can see that I am really a prisoner." "So am I; and that is just where we ought to be friends, and stand by each other," said Percy with a good deal of enthusiasm.

"I can see through a brick wall, when there is a hole in it." "Good eyes you have, Percy, and you don't have to wear glasses." "I don't know much about logic; but if the Bellevite is not going into the Confederate navy, as I supposed when we came into Mobile Bay, I can figure it out that she is not going to stay in these parts at all." "That's your logic, Percy, not mine; but I don't think I care to argue the question on the other side," said Christy, making very light of the whole matter, though he was vastly more interested than he was willing to acknowledge.
"She is going to get out of Mobile Bay, and she is going to do it just as soon as she can.

Now, the question is, where is she going then ?" "You will have to put that question to my father, Percy," said Christy.
"He can tell you what he is going to do a great deal better than I can." "He is not within ear-shot of me just now: if he were, I would ask him without stopping to soap my tongue." "You may see him before long.

I don't know what your brother is about just now; and, for aught I know, he may intend to capture the Bellevite." "I reckon he will have a good time doing it, if your father and Captain Breaker haven't a mind to let him do it." "They will not wish to fight, even for their steamer, here in Mobile Bay.

I know that my father intended to keep the peace.