My father sent the certificate to the authorities, and applied for my discharge." "Was it ever granted ?" "I suppose it was, but I don't know." "If it had been, your brother would know about it." "Will your uncle make you join the army, Mr.Pierson ?" "No: my uncle has no authority over me, and he cannot make me join the army," replied Christy.
"Where is your father ?" "He was at my uncle's plantation.

I think we have kept up this farce long enough, Percy," said Christy, laughing.

"My father is the owner of the Bellevite." "What did you tell me your name was Percy Pierson for ?" demanded the other prisoner.
"For the same reason that I told you the steamer belonged to the Chinese government, and a dozen other things of the same sort." "What is your name, then ?" "Christopher Passford; but I am commonly called Christy." "Then, you have been fooling me ?" "You knew very well that I had been fooling you." "Then, you are the son of the owner of the Bellevite." "I am." "Then, you can get me a place on board of her." "Perhaps I can.

We will see about that." Christy doubted if their political opinions would permit them to serve on the deck of the same vessel, but he did not suggest any thing of this kind.

He had been introduced to Major Pierson under his real name, and he was certain to be identified by him as soon as the light permitted him to see his face; and he had made the best of it by telling Percy the truth before he found it out himself.
"You haven't told me who the other prisoner is, Spottswood," said the major, when they had ridden some distance in silence.
"I don't know who he is," replied the sergeant.