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ดาวน์โหลดเพื่อแลกรับรางวัล "Friends," replied the lieutenant. "Fourteen and a half feet!" shouted the leadsman. "Did she?" added Paul with a gush. "Then she has not forgotten all about me. I almost wish I were not an engineer, for then I might be sent home once in a while in charge of a prize." "We are coming up with the shore," said Mr. Flint, as Christy joined him on the bridge. The lamp on gimbols was lighted, and Corny took possession of the room, and had not a suspicion that he was not its only occupant. He lay down in his berth after he had removed his coat and shoes, and in a few minutes Christy judged that he was asleep from the sound of his breathing, which soon degenerated into a mild snore. Mr. Flint was to make a beginning in the project, or, as Dave called it, "open the ball."