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"Up oars! Let fall!" said Mr. Pennant. "Stern, all! Give way!"

เล่น ยี่ กี เว็บ ไหน ดี "Whew! Then you are still the commander of the Bronx?" repeated Christy, laughing at his cousin's persistence. The Confederate officer was evidently of French descent; at any rate, he was very polite. He expressed his obligations to the supposed physician for the service he had rendered in very earnest terms. Mr. Pennant had been able to see that there were no guns in the casemates of the fort, and this was really all he wanted to know. "He remembers me," said Mike turning to the lieutenant. "We have struck the right man. But he don't mean that I am any wickeder than the rest of the world. I used to be called here by my last name, and Job invented the pun he has just used." "The sail is reported on the port bow, which looks as though she might be coming in from sea," continued Christy, as he went into his stateroom with his navy revolver in his hand. CHAPTER XXVII THE PLANNING OF AN EXPEDITION "Good!" exclaimed Mr. Pennant; and this was the first time he had ever been under fire, though he had imagined it enough to feel entirely at home.