"Is Bonnydale the name of the town or city in which your father lives, Mr.Passford ?" "It is the name of my father's place," answered Christy, using the same words that Corny had.
"Bonnydale sounds like a fancy name, such as any gentleman might give to his estate," continued Mr.Salisbury, smiling, as he repeated the phrases he had used before.

"Is this the fact ?" "It is; the name was given to the estate by my mother," replied Christy, unable to follow Corny any farther.
"In what town or city is your father's estate situated ?" "It is within the limits of the town of Montgomery." "Nothing further, captain," said the executive officer; and the stock of this particular Lieutenant Passford mounted another trifle.
"Your cousin, who, according to your statement, was raised in the South, seems to be better informed in regard to the geography of Bonnydale than you do," added Captain Battleton.
"He is always inquiring into things that I don't care a straw about," replied Corny, vexed that he had been tripped up in a matter so simple.
The commander was disposed to carry the investigation a little farther in the same direction, and he sent Christy into the ward room, where he was instructed to remain until he was sent for.

Captain Passford, senior, was well known to all the officers present by reputation, and he had assisted Dr.Connelly in procuring his appointment, so that the latter had had occasion to visit Bonnydale three times.
The captain asked Corny a hundred questions in regard to the estate, making memoranda of his answers.

Once he suggested to the surgeon that he had better examine the pulse of his patient, for he did not wish to overtask him in the investigation.

The subject of the inquiry declared that his headache had almost disappeared, and he needed no indulgence on account of his health.
After half an hour of questioning, Corny was sent to the ward room, and Christy was called to the captain's cabin.