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โซลูชั่นคาสิโนสด 326 "Can't you spell it?" "Byron!" called a boatswain's mate from the forecastle. "Is it really you, Captain Passford?" asked the second lieutenant. He refused to go below, or to permit Dr. Connelly to come to him until he had attended to the poor fellows who had been wounded on deck. "Excuse me for interrupting you, Captain Flanger; but I have eaten a hearty supper, encouraged by your friendly presence, and I was sleepy, for my rest was broken last night, and I wanted simply to stretch myself," replied Christy, yawning and stretching himself again.