Christy could not endure the suspense any longer, and taking his valise in his hand he went on deck, just as the Bronx came alongside.

Mr.Flint was on duty with a couple of young officers, and gave the orders to make her fast to the Vernon.
Captain Battleton was going up the side of the flag-ship, followed by Corny.
Christy put his valise in a convenient place, and then concealed himself in the firemen's quarters under the top-gallant forecastle.

He found a place beneath a bunk which would effectually conceal him unless a very thorough search should be made for him.

But he only kept this place as a resort in case of emergency, for he placed himself where he could see out at the door; and it was a good location to overlook all that took place on the quarter-deck where the officers were, and the waist where the men had been assembled.
The second lieutenant was calling over a list of names, which Christy concluded was the draft of seamen for the Bronx.

Possibly Captain Passford had used some influence in this selection, for all the other hands were to be put on board of the flag-ship to be assigned to such vessels as needed to be reinforced by the officers of the staff.
As the names were called the men passed over to the starboard side, with their bags in their hands, for there was evidently to be no delay in making the transfer.