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It was less than halt a mile to the cutter, and they soon reached it. The Russian was standing on the shore, and most of the men were asleep on the thwarts, though Vincent was wide awake. Mike recognized the form of the old negro, and reported that the lieutenant was coming.

สล็อต ออนไลน์ เติม วอ เลท "You will pardon me if I add that I think one or the other of them must be an impostor," added Captain Battleton with some diffidence. "What has broken now, mother?" asked the lieutenant, glancing from one to the other of the busy couple. "Who is Captain Flanger?" asked Christy. "Christopher Passford," replied the invalid officer, with the most unblushing effrontery.