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สล็อต ที่ แตก มาก ที่สุด "Whew! Then you are still the commander of the Bronx?" repeated Christy, laughing at his cousin's persistence. "I can only say that you will not be held as a prisoner of war; but I must leave you in the hands of the flag-officer, who will dispose of you as he thinks best. I sail in the Bronx immediately." "I go for de doctor if he's dar," said Job. "I do not fully understand this affair, captain," said Mr. Flint. 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.