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ตอนนี้แอพ Android "What time shall you come about?" asked Corny, apparently from curiosity rather than any especial interest in the navigation of the steamer. Early in the evening, the two steamers were standing out into the Gulf headed to the south-east. In the middle of the afternoon of the next day, Mr. Flint reported to the flag-officer off Pensacola Bay. The wounded captain was as comfortable as a young man could be with two bullet-holes in his limbs. It was the first time he had been wounded so as to disable him; but he felt that he had faithfully done his duty to his country, and he was as cheerful as a man in his condition could be. Dr. Connelly reported that he would not be fit for service again for six or eight weeks. "She is off the shore not far from here. Now you will answer my questions. There is a fort here?" "On board the ferry-boat!" replied the man, resting on his oars. "Who's there?" he repeated in a louder tone.