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อ่าน สปอร์ต แมน วัน นี้ "You have him on board, and perhaps he had better answer the question himself," replied Colonel Passford with a smile. "What has broken now, mother?" asked the lieutenant, glancing from one to the other of the busy couple. The leadsman was ordered to sound, as the screw was stopped, and he reported sixteen fathoms with the deep-sea lead. Christy ordered the quartermaster to go ahead again, and keep the hand-line going all the time. Mr. Flint came forward, and took his place on the bridge, where the 192 officer of the deck was usually stationed on board of the Bronx. "I can mention just the right person to take Mr. Nawood's place," said Christy eagerly. The men passed him along over the thwarts, and seated him in the stern. Vincent burned the red candle himself, and it cast a fiery glare over the scene, which must have astonished the occupants of the fort if they saw it. As soon as it had burned out, the quartermaster leaped over the stem of the cutter, and made his way to the stern, where he jumped over the backboard, and took his place at the tiller ropes. The cutter was backed off the ground, and out into the deeper water.