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แทง บอล ทบ He knew also that if he attempted to leave the cabin to procure assistance, Flanger would shoot him with as little remorse as he would kill a coon in the woods. Watching his opportunity without trying to get behind the intruder till the decisive moment came, he sprang into the position he had selected in advance, and brought down the heavy head of the feather duster upon the temple of the privateersman. "Put him into the boat," added Christy. "You took splendid aim, Captain Passford," said the surgeon, smiling. "He still complains that his head and his bones ache, so that I cannot say he is improving," replied Dr. Connelly. "This is very strange," said Captain Battleton, fixing his gaze upon the planks on which he stood, possibly considering whether he or his passenger was dreaming or out of his head.