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ท่า ย ผล บอล "What is the matter now?" asked the prisoner in the ward room, after he had rubbed his eyes for a time. Captain Flanger was a man of stalwart proportions, and Christy realized that he was no match for him in a hand to hand encounter, even with the aid of the steward, for the ruffian would not fail to use his revolvers. "That is a bad name for this child," said the octoroon, shaking his head. "Are you the son of Colonel Passford?" "If Captain Breaker decides to take your prisoner, I will send a boat for him so as to make no unnecessary delay for you. Mr. Vapoor may remain, and return in the boat I send, for I am confident the commander will accede to your request. Good-by, Captain Passford," said Mr. Blowitt, offering his hand to Christy, who pressed it most earnestly.