"The other steamers are just as they were." "All right; keep your eye on them all the time." "The Bellevite is headed directly towards us," said Captain Pecklar, coming to the top of the ladder on the port-side.
"So Percy has just reported to me." "But you will get killed if you stay here," said the captain, with genuine solicitude in his looks and manner.
"But I must stay here, all the same," replied Christy, who felt too proud to desert the post of duty because it happened to be the post of danger at the same time.
"But let me take your place, Christy," continued Captain Pecklar, finishing the ascent of the ladder.
"No, no, captain! Don't expose yourself," protested Christy.

"It is as safe for me as it will be for you." "But I have got about to the end of my chapter of life; and there is not more than a year, if there is as much as that, left for me.

You are a young fellow, and the pride of your father, I have no doubt; at any rate, you ought to be.

Give me that place, and you will be safer in the engine-room." Captain Pecklar insisted for some time, but Christy obstinately refused to leave his post.
"Men pulling in the boat with all their might!" shouted Percy.
"I think I can bring their labors in that way to an end," added the captain.

"But do you understand what the Bellevite is doing, Christy ?" "She is coming this way; that is all I know." "She is coming this way because the major has been fool enough to fire on the Leopard.