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118 "What does that mean, my man?" asked Christy of one of the men near him. "They appear to be weighing the anchor."

การเดิมพันล็อตโต้ออนไลน์ "Hold the sloop as she is, and I will board you," said Mr. Pennant, as he saw the skipper filling away again. "Where were you yesterday, Corny?" asked Christy, suddenly suppressing his mirth. But Christy gave no order to reduce the speed of the vessel, and seemed to feel so thoroughly at home that Mr. Flint began to be a little nervous. The young commander had carefully studied the chart of the coast with the practical knowledge he had of the locality. "Boat, ahoy!" shouted Christy, with almost frantic earnestness. "Nothing is the matter, mother," called Christy. "I am all right."