วสเซล โคเบะ พบ นาโงยา แกรมปส
วสเซล โคเบะ พบ นาโงยา แกรมปส "Very well the last time I saw them, which was three weeks ago. They are busy making garments for the soldiers," answered the planter. The boat's crew had already lowered the first cutter into the water. The oars were muffled, for the chances were that no one in the vicinity of the plantation had discovered the presence of the Bronx, and it was not advisable to alarm the people. Vincent acted as cockswain of the boat, while the Russian, as most of the officers and men 315 insisted upon calling him, was seated in the stern sheets with the third lieutenant. The eight men at the oars formed the rest of the crew. "But Christy would have found plenty of witnesses here: the second lieutenant and the seamen on board of the Bronx, for example." "Can you make out where you are, Mike?" inquired Mr. Pennant, after about half a mile had been made. 245 "I suppose the steamer has a supply of coal on board, Mr. Flint."