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โจ๊ก เกอร์ 123auto "That is a bad name for this child," said the octoroon, shaking his head. "Are you the son of Colonel Passford?" "I protest agailst this brutal treatmelt!" stormed the prisoner, as he continued to writhe in his irons. "I am a woulded plisoler!" As Christy viewed the matter, there appeared to be no obstacle to the success of Corny's scheme for the capture of the Bronx, unless it was Mr. Flint, who might or might not discover that the new commander was an impostor. If his old associate saw the two cousins together, he would have no difficulty in determining which was his former commander; seeing Corny alone he might be deceived. With the flag-officer, who had seen Christy but once or twice, he was not likely to suspect that Corny was an impostor. "I reckon I do, sir; your cousin Corny is an impostor," replied the steward promptly. "It does not look like a very bad case," added the doctor, finding it necessary to say something, as he felt the pulse of the sufferer.