ส เต็ ป 3 ตาม รอย เซียน
ส เต็ ป 3 ตาม รอย เซียน
Christy seated himself and began to consider the strange situation.
ที่ เด็ด ผล บอล ชุด "Who's there?" he repeated in a louder tone. "He might have taken Florry's watch, she was so careless as to leave on the table in the sitting-room," added she. It was plain enough to Christy that the remarkable attempt of one or the other of the officers on board as passengers to personate the other had been explained to those on the quarter-deck, for he observed that they all regarded him with curiosity, and were interested in the matter. As the surgeon passed near him he spoke to him. "Mr. Flint, drop a drift lead, and station a hand to observe it," said Christy, hailing the first lieutenant. With the aid of his speaking trumpet he gave the same order to Mr. Camden on board of the Sphinx; but he had hardly uttered the command before his left leg gave way under him, and he sunk to the floor of the bridge. A ball had struck him in the thigh, and he could feel the blood flowing down his limb. He grasped the rail of the bridge, and drew himself up. There he stood like a statue, supporting himself with his well arm, till the Bronx had passed out of musket-shot range.