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เกมบ้านไพ่ The men at work in the waist finished their task as Christy was returning from his promenade, with the intention of presenting himself to the commander. Among those who saluted him in proper form was Walsh. He seemed to be a little diffident about encountering the son of his late employer, and turned his face away as he touched his cap. But the officer had fully identified him, and spoke to him, calling him by name. The sailor made no reply; but Christy had placed himself directly before him, and he could not escape without a breach of discipline. "Byron!" called a boatswain's mate from the forecastle. Lieutenant Fourchon pressed the hand of the doctor, and left the casemate with him. "Don't you know?" 29 "But where is Walsh?" inquired Christy.