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เว็บ kiss918 CHAPTER XVI THE DISPOSAL OF THE PRISONERS "Mark under water twelve!" shouted the man with the hand lead. "Nothing more, captain," said the first lieutenant; and the stock of the other claimant mounted a little. "But what are we going to do, Massa Christy?" asked the steward, dazzled by the situation. Christy had deposited his valise in a place where it was not likely to be seen unless a search was made for it. There was no one in the ward room to obstruct his advance to the captain's cabin. He had served as acting-commander of the vessel in a voyage from New York to the Gulf, and been the executive officer on board for a short term, and he was perfectly at home in every part of her. In the conspiracy on his last voyage in the Bronx, Pink Mulgrum had concealed himself under the berth in the captain's stateroom, where Dave, the cabin steward, had discovered him, though he might have remained there a month if his hiding-place had not been suspected.