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คาสิโนเงินสดฟรีไม่มีเงินฝาก "No use, Massa Ossifer; dis nigger don't hab teef enough to do dat." By this time the executive officer had beat the crew to quarters, and every man was at his station. "I submit to your authority, Captain Battleton," replied Christy, bowing to the commander. Job was familiar with the interior of the fort, and he led the way; but before they had crossed the parade, the soldier who had gone for the doctor came to them, and conducted them to a casemate, where the sick soldier was still suffering terrible pains. 118 "What does that mean, my man?" asked Christy of one of the men near him. "They appear to be weighing the anchor." "Uncle Job," said Mike, placing his hand on the shoulder of the sleeper on the side of the bed nearest to him. "Then the Floridian is all ready to come out of the bay?" asked Christy, suppressing the excitement he was beginning to feel.