All the prisoners had been removed from her, and the commodore had sent a ship's company to the Floridian to relieve the prize crew in charge of her.

He had only to wait for Mr.Flint and the men attached to the Bronx; and they came on board within an hour.
"You will call all hands, Mr.Flint," said the commander, as soon as the executive officer appeared on the deck; and the call of the boatswain's mate sounded through the vessel.
"I came on board to pay my respects to you, Captain Passford," said Captain Battleton of the Vernon, who had been waiting for him.

"Things have changed since I last saw you.

I do not know whether I ought to apologize to you for my decision on board of the Vernon, or not." "Not at all, Captain Battleton," replied Christy, taking the hand of the commander of the store-ship.

"The flag-officer sustained your decision; and with my commission in the pocket of my cousin, I do not see that you could have adjusted the question in any other manner.