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เครดิต ฟรี ไม่ ต้อง ฝาก joker He slept soundly; but he had dreamed that some one opened the door of his room, or some one had actually done so. He was not a believer in dreams, and when an impression had fastened itself upon his mind, he was inclined to investigate it. It seemed to him that he had been awakened from his sleep by the opening of the door of his chamber. Some member of the family might be sick, and he might be needed to go for the doctor, or for some other service. "That is a bad name for this child," said the octoroon, shaking his head. "Are you the son of Colonel Passford?" "Are you a Russian?" asked the commander, inclined to laugh at this singular name of one of the proscribed race.