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"I submit to your authority, Captain Battleton," replied Christy, bowing to the commander.

ทีเด็ด บอล เดี่ยว 1 คู่ "I know no name but Bonnydale," replied Corny; and the flush of fever or something else was on his cheeks now. "I am a non-combatant, Christy," replied Colonel Passford. "I have not served in the Confederate army or navy, or even been a member of a home guard." "He has a good name for the captain of a fighting 45 ship," replied the petty officer, respectfully touching his cap to the shoulder straps of the inquirer. "The commander is Captain Battleton." "Gollywops! But he was in command of the Bronx, for I done seen Mr. Flint hand it over to him. Go 'way! You can't fool this colored person." The skipper took his cap off, and bowed very low to Christy when he realized that he was talking to the principal personage on board of the gunboat. He was well dressed for one in his position, and displayed no little dignity and self-possession. Perhaps, if he had not been tainted with a few drops of black blood in his veins, he might have been a person of some consequence in the Confederate service. CHAPTER XXV THE DESTRUCTION OF A PROMINENT FACIAL MEMBER