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เล่นปูน้ําเต้า "No use, Massa Ossifer; dis nigger don't hab teef enough to do dat." Christy deposited his valise in a secure place near the door leading into the steerage. All hands were on deck attending to the transfer of seamen, even to the stewards. The way was clear, and the late prisoner promptly decided what to do. He thought the captain's cabin was the proper place for him, and he went there. "Well, Mr. Passford, are you all right?" asked the surgeon, as soon as he discovered Christy in the dim light of the place. "You seem to have a man ready for every vacant position. Who is he?" asked the commodore with a pleasant smile.