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ผล บอล เด็ด "I reckon I do, sir; your cousin Corny is an impostor," replied the steward promptly. "The officer in command of that fort is not idle," said Mr. Flint, who had been using his glass very industriously since the firing ceased. "The soldiers are busy setting up the guns again, or some of them." "I have not the slightest prejudice against you and while we stand by the union, shoulder to shoulder, we shall be friends," replied Christy, warmly pressing the hand of the captain of the Vernon. "Do you wish to leave this place, Uncle Job?" asked the officer.