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"I beg your pardon, sir; my name is not Walsh," replied the sailor, with all the deference the occasion required.

บอล วัน นี้ soccerhot The lieutenant had covered his lantern, for he 320 did not wish to wake the other sleepers in the cabin, after the description the Russian had given of his man. Mike spoke in a low tone to him, and it did not take him long to make his toilet, for he slept just as he was clothed during the day. No one knew how old he was, but he was still brisk in his movements. The officer led the way to one of the deserted cabins at a considerable distance from the one occupied by Uncle Job. "Sail on the port bow, sir," reported a quartermaster. Christy was utterly confounded at this salutation. "That is the flag-ship, I think, anchored the farthest from the shore," replied Mr. Galvinne, to whom the remark had been addressed.