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แอ พ พนัน ios 141 "But how is this desirable end to be accomplished?" inquired the second lieutenant, who seemed to be troubled with some doubts. "I was not; I had nothing to do with the sloop. She belonged to Captain Flanger." "I can mention just the right person to take Mr. Nawood's place," said Christy eagerly. In spite of his claim that he was a religious man, he indulged in a volley of profane language which made the commander's blood run cold in his veins. His right hand, from which he had dropped one of his revolvers, was pressed upon his nose, as though this organ was the seat of his injury. He stood behind the table, and continued to swear like a pirate in a passion. His face and his hand were absolutely covered with blood. "I have, captain; and it is in my own handwriting," replied the officer addressed. This was a correct answer, and Christy saw that his cousin had fully armed himself for his daring scheme, whatever it was.