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60 THE YANKEE CHAMPION. ‘And so you intend to go on board the brig ?’’ said Ryan. “Certainly. ’”’ ‘“But suppose they won’t let you?’’ “TI know they will. lama good seaman, and I flat- | ter myself that any crew who expect to have fight- — ing to do would be glad of my services. ”’ “EKead, that they would,’’ uttered Dow, as he sur- - veyed the gaunt, bony frame of the stout fellow; “but it’s a ticklish job, though.’’ “Never mind that, I risk nobody’s head but my own.”’ ‘‘Have you found out how Nixon managed to - board the brig?’’ They all shook their heads but Wimper. “What do you know of it, Wimper?’’ ‘‘Nothing.’”’ “Do you know anything ?”’ ae Vig 2° ‘What is it?” “The Americans must have had our pass-word and signal. | ‘Ha! Then we have been betrayed!’’ exclaimed Ryan, starting up from his seat. ‘“‘Can it be that the. traitor is one of our own number?’’ “Did no one else know of the secret?’’ asked Wimper. ‘No, unless my boy. may. have caught it.”’ “Then look to your boy.” “Took to him!’’ uttered Ryan, in blank astonish- ment. ‘It could not have been he.”’ ‘Nevertheless, you had better look to him,”’ said vies the Indian, with . meaning look. ‘He is not always under your eyes.’ “By the great Jupiter, if 1 thought Gideon bist Wi