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"No, sar; see you frou, Massa Gumboat," replied Job.

เกม โจ๊ก เกอร์ xo 40 The lieutenant gazed earnestly into the face of the sailor, for he was willing to admit to himself the possibility of a mistake. Walsh, or whatever his name might have been, was a man of robust form, not more than an inch or two short of six feet in height. He was clean-shaved, with the exception of his upper lip, whereon he sported a rather long dark brown mustache, of which a Broadway dandy might have been vain. As a servant, he had been rather obsequious, though Christy had observed that he used very good language for one in his menial position. As the officer examined his form and features, and especially regarded the expression in general, he was satisfied that he could not be mistaken. "I suppose that is the Bronx astern of her," added Captain Battleton. "It is the smallest of the three, at any rate. Mr. Salisbury, you will run directly for the flag-ship," he added to the executive officer on the quarter-deck. CHAPTER IX A MORAL PHILOSOPHER. "Where did you say your father lived, Mr. Passford?" asked the executive officer. "You are a moral philosopher, Mr. Passford," said the surgeon, laughing at the earnestness of the speaker.