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ทดลอง เล่น สด ล๊ อ ต "Make the course south-west, Mr. Flint," said the commander, as soon as the vessel was ready, and her screw was in motion. 338 "South, sir," replied the quartermaster. "The officer in command of that fort is not idle," said Mr. Flint, who had been using his glass very industriously since the firing ceased. "The soldiers are busy setting up the guns again, or some of them." "It is a strange story, and I cannot see how Corny succeeded in passing himself off as the officer he personated." "No, sir; I belong to Captain Flanger: his father is dead, and left me to his son."