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เข้า เล่น เกม สล็อต ฟรี Christy crawled to the front of the berth, and thrust his head out into the stateroom in as natural a position as he could place it. "What are those men doing aft, Mr. Byron?" demanded the first lieutenant, with some excitement in his manner. "They were very nearly on the quarter-deck, and they seemed to be very reluctant to go forward." "What is your opinion, Mr. Salisbury?" asked the captain, when the claimants had retired, careful not to indicate his own conclusion. Christy looked at his watch when the sail was reported to him, and found that it wanted ten minutes of eleven. The Bronx had been steaming for just about three hours, and must have made about forty miles, as he hastily figured up the run in his mind. "He had, for we were both prisoners of war after our unsuccessful attempt to capture the Bellevite, on the Hudson." "Soldier from the fort," replied the man. "What are you doing out here at this time of night?"