The Blockade Runner — page 223: what you’re looking at

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294 THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. CHAPTER XXVIII. IN WHICH CAPTAIN POWERS COMES TO GRIEF. Tur blockade runner hastened toward his own house. He was now alone, for he dismissed the pilot with a few gold pieces on the street, and Foulweather Tom had already disappeared. “The two girls don’t expect me to-night,” he said to himself. ‘I wonder how they get along together. Dora will be shocked to hear that the Foxhound is at the bottom of the sea; but her eyes will grew bright again when I tell her that I will soon command on the quarter-deck of another ship as swift and as stanch.” He was near his residence when these words drop- ped from his lips. “Captain Powell! by my soul!” The blockade runner paused and turned. A few feet away a man stood staring at him as though he were a specter. “Powers! ab! we meet again!” said the blockade runner, advancing upon the person who had just spoken his name in accents of astonishment. “Back already, captain?’ ejaculated Powers, for the man was the captain of the new privateer, De- stroyer. ‘‘ Have the Yankee cruisers forced you back into port?” Powell’s brows darkened, Comichbooksico