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เกมไพ่แลกรับรางวัลอันทรงเกียรติอันดับต้น ๆ ปี 2021 "Mark under water three!" shouted the leadsman, with an earnestness inspired by the occasion. "I have already recognized the union officer, and therefore you must be the Confederate." "Wheel disabled, sir!" shouted the quartermaster. His reflections relieved him of all scruples in regard to any action he might resolve to take. He was held in confinement as a Confederate. When he had been taken by the enemy and locked up as a union prisoner, he had considered his duty, independently of his desire to be free, and he had effected his escape with Flint. In the present instance his confinement was not irksome, but he felt more keenly than before that he ought to do something to save the little gunboat; and he could do nothing without first getting into a position where he could act. "I cannot so far, though that does not prove that he is not sick; but I will venture to say he could not get his discharge from the navy on his present symptoms. He may have drunk too much wine or whiskey recently, though he certainly was not in liquor when he came on board."