"What are you going to do after you have started the engine ?" "I am going to get on board of the Bellevite, and get you on board of her." "That will suit me first rate," replied Percy.

"But I don't want you to think I am a Yankee, for I am not." "But I want you to think I am a Yankee, as you call it; and I am one," added Christy.
"After we get on board of the Bellevite, what do you suppose she will do ?" "That is more than I can tell you; but I have no doubt my father will try to get out of the bay, and then he will go to New York.

It is about time to make a beginning, for the boat will not trouble us now," replied Christy, as he took a look all around the tug.
"What am I to do ?" "I haven't told you all I know about steering the boat for nothing, Percy, and you will remain at the wheel.

But I wonder what that is over in the north-west," added Christy, as he took the glass from the shelf, and pointed it out the after window of the pilot-house.
"I think I can steer her all right now.

What do you see over there ?" "I believe there is a steamer coming down from that direction," replied Christy anxiously, as he brought the glass to bear on the object in sight.
"A steamer!" exclaimed Percy.