"We have not an engineer on board, and we shall have to send off to the Bronx for one." "Not so bad as that, Mr.Flint," replied Christy.

"There is one loyal engineer on board, and I am the one.

You will take the deck, and Mr.
Amblen will go into the pilot house.

I am not quite ready to go off to the Bronx yet, for there are two or three cotton schooners in this port, and we are so fortunate as to have a steamer now to tow them out." "Very likely those soldiers have waked up by this time," said Flint.
"Let them fire those guns at us, if they can find them," laughed Christy.
Then he took Mr.Amblen into the engine room with him..