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ผล บอล ราคา 888 "Bonnydale!" repeated the officer, after using his handkerchief, and thus improving his utterance of the word. "All your guns seem to be mounted outside," said the naval officer as he halted on the parade. "Mark under water three!" shouted the leadsman, with an earnestness inspired by the occasion. CHAPTER II THE ABSCONDING MAN-SERVANT The order went to the quartermaster, and the vessel began to dart ahead as though she fully realized what was expected of her. There was nothing to impede her progress, for the fort was as silent as though it had ceased to exist. A trusty hand was heaving the lead in the fore-chains, for the Bronx was not yet within musket-shot range of the island.