"He may have a rank in the Confederate navy, but he has none in that of the Union.

In other words, he is a Confederate officer or seaman, and he is the man who helped Corny steal my commission and orders." "We have a nest of them in the cabin--the captain and two officers.
What is to be done?
We cannot allow the Bronx to be captured by any such trick as this, with forty-five loyal seamen on board of her, to say nothing of myself as a loyal officer." "All the crew are not loyal," replied Christy, as he explained the instructions he had given to the steward.
"But most of the crew must be loyal, for twenty of the old seamen remain on board, and every one of them is as true as steel," Mr.Flint insisted.
"But the conspirators do not intend that any issue shall be raised until the vessel is under the guns of a Confederate fort.

Doubtless Mr.
Galvinne, whom I look upon as the actual commander of the steamer, for Corny is no sailor, will run into Pensacola Bay under the American flag.
Probably he is a pilot in these waters, and knows what signal to make to the Confederate forts." "I don't believe he would attempt to run in while it is broad daylight," suggested Mr.Flint.

"Captain Corny already has his sailing orders.

They are sealed, but he is to proceed to the eastward.