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สล็อตแมชชีนจริงออนไลน์ "He bears your name," said Mr. Pennant. The old man had no hat to touch or take off, for the mass of hair was a sufficient protection to his head; but he bowed almost to the deck, and was too timid to say a single word. "Whether the decision be just or not, I am obliged to regard you as son of the Homer Passford who supports the government of the Confederacy. You and the other Mr. Passford have recognized each other as cousins." "Who is Peach?" asked Christy, who had been at home so little that he hardly knew the names of the servants.