At any rate, Percy believed she was for sale, and he smuggled himself on board of her.

He was not discovered till we were under way; and we had to take him with us." "What became of this Percy Pierson ?" asked the detective.
"We brought him off with us when we fought our way out of Mobile Bay.
Off Carisfort Reef light we put him on board of a schooner belonging to Nassau; and that was the last I know about him." "But I hope he is not in Nassau now," said Mr.Gilfleur.
"I don't believe he is, for his brother was doing his best to get him into the Confederate army." "You must keep your eyes wide open for this fellow, Mr.Passford," added the skipper earnestly.

"If he should recognize you, our enterprise would be ruined." "I don't believe there is the least danger of that, for I am a different-looking fellow from what I was two years ago.

But I will look out sharply for him, and for his father." "We had better speak nothing but French between ourselves, and break up our English when we are obliged to use it," Mr.Gilfleur concluded, as he returned the basket of provisions to the cuddy, and locked the door.
The board was put down on the mud, and they walked ashore, dry-shod.

The temporary bridge was taken up, and concealed in a mass of mangroves.