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4 เซียน 3 เทพ ส เต็ ป 3 เน้น ๆ Christy crawled to the front of the berth, and thrust his head out into the stateroom in as natural a position as he could place it. The order went to the quartermaster, and the vessel began to dart ahead as though she fully realized what was expected of her. There was nothing to impede her progress, for the fort was as silent as though it had ceased to exist. A trusty hand was heaving the lead in the fore-chains, for the Bronx was not yet within musket-shot range of the island. "The coast guard? I don't understand that," replied Christy, puzzled at the expression.