CHAPTER XXI. On a Dark and Foggy Night 234 CHAPTER XXII. A Variety of Night Signals 245 CHAPTER XXIII. Another Night Expedition 256 CHAPTER XXIV. Lieutenant Passford on a Mission 206 CHAPTER XXV. Christy becomes a Victim 278 CHAPTER XXVI. The Action on the Deck of the Teaser 289 CHAPTER XXVII. A Visit from Colonel Homer Passford 300 CHAPTER XXVIII. An Enterprise for a Dark Night 311 CHAPTER XXIX. The New Mate of the Cotton Schooner 322 CHAPTER XXX. The Prize-Master of the Judith 333 WITHIN THE ENEMY'S LINES CHAPTER I AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR "Cornelius!" exclaimed Captain Passford, as a young man of nineteen was shown into the library of the magnificent dwelling of the millionnaire at Bonnydale, on the Hudson. "Cornelius Passford, Uncle Horatio," replied the young man, as the captain rushed to him and extended his hand. "I think there can be no mistake about it; and I should have been no more surprised if Mr. Jefferson Davis had been ushered into my library at this moment," continued Captain Passford, still retaining the hand of his nephew. "I understood that you were a soldier in the Confederate army." "I was a soldier; but I am not one just now," replied the visitor, with some embarrassment in his manner, though the circumstances were strange enough to account for it. "How are your father and mother and Miss Gerty, Corny?" asked the uncle of the visitor, giving the young man the name by which he was generally called both at home and in the family of his uncle. "They were all very well when I left them," replied Corny, looking on the floor, as though he was not altogether satisfied with himself. "Of course, you brought letters from your father and Gerty?" "No, sir; I brought no letters," replied Corny, and, more than before, he looked as though he was not enjoying his present visit. "No letters!" exclaimed Captain Passford, evidently surprised beyond measure at the apparent want of kindly feeling on the part of members of his brother's family in the South. "Not a letter, Uncle Horatio," answered Corny, bracing himself up, as though he realized that he was not presenting a demeanor such as he thought the occasion required of him. "This is very strange," added Captain Passford, with a cloud playing on his fine features. "It is war between the North and the South, Uncle Horatio, and I suppose my father did not feel like writing any letters. Gerty never writes any letters if she can help it," Corny explained. "But Gerty used to write to Florry about once a week." "Did she? I didn't know it. She never would write to me when I was away from home," said Corny, who seemed to be very anxious not to say anything that was not consistent with the present situation, whatever it was.