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"Will you permit me to see your orders, Mr. Passford?" said the officer.

ลอง เล่น roma 156 "What does he say in regard to me?" asked Christy. 132 "Into Pensacola!" exclaimed the steward, aghast at the remark. "You think that method would suit you better than the usual one of delivering orders verbally," said Christy, laughing as much at the coolness as at the impudence of his companion. "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." "Make the course about south, Vincent," said the officer, as soon as he discovered that the steamer was in motion.