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"You appear to be wounded, Captain Flanger?" said Christy, approaching the table.

pgcool ทดลอง เล่น "I don't quite understand this matter," said the surgeon. "What are you doing, Mr. Passford?" "Who was the other officer?" The cutter came up at the gangway of the 218 Bronx, and Christy was standing on the rail, anxious to learn what the boat had accomplished. He had heard the report of the volley fired at the cutter, and had been very solicitous for the safety of her crew. He had weighed anchor as soon as he heard the sounds, and proceeded in the direction from which they came. "He is the coachman. I am not sorry that Walsh has gone, for he has saved me the trouble of discharging him. Wilder, who had been with us so many years, took it into his head to enlist in the army, and I was not willing to persuade him to shirk his duty. Walsh has not been here quite two weeks. He said he was born in the West Indies; but he was always prying into matters that did not concern him, and I have several times found him standing at the door when we were talking about family matters. I reproved him for it; but it did no good. Your father 30 intended to discharge him as soon as he returned from Washington." "Let go the anchor, Mr. Flint!" shouted Christy. CHAPTER I A MYSTERIOUS VISITATION