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CHAPTER XXXI A WOUNDED COMMANDER

ทีเด็ด บอล วัน นี้ 4 คู่ สูง ต่ํา "Wheel disabled, sir!" shouted the quartermaster. "That's bad," added Mr. Flint, shaking his head. Mr. Pennant had some doubts about the correctness of the important information he had obtained, but he was at a loss to know how to verify it. It was a matter of course that sentinels patrolled the vicinity of the fort, or at least the principal approach to it. He decided to postpone his inquiry into this matter till a later hour of the night or morning. "I done bring you something more to eat, Massa Christy," said the steward, who appeared to have suffered some lapse in his grammar and pronunciation during the absence at the North of his instructor; and as he spoke he handed in a piece of pie and a large slice of cake. "Were you in charge of the sloop, uncle Homer?"