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ทีเด็ด บอล ชุด vip "He is, Captain Passford, for he did not undress when he turned in last night," replied the steward. "Of course you cannot expect me to betray the confidence of the commodore; that would not be kind or friendly on your part, Captain Flanger, for you can see that this is a delicate matter," said Christy, halting in front of the table. Job conducted him to the fort, which was over a mile distant. The lieutenant was not dressed in his uniform with the shoulder straps, though he had procured one from the store ship at the station; but he had adjusted his garments to the needs of the occasion, so that, if captured he could hardly be recognized as a union officer. But he had his navy revolvers in his hip pockets, though they were covered by the skirts of the frock coat he wore, for he had borrowed this garment of the surgeon. "Byron!" called a boatswain's mate from the forecastle. "Mr. Flint, drop a drift lead, and station a hand to observe it," said Christy, hailing the first lieutenant.