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CHAPTER XXVIII THE NEGRO VILLAGE ON THE ISLE GRANDE TERRE

เกมไพ่แลกรับล่าสุด "De steamer! wot's de steamer? Is't a Yankee gumboat?" demanded Uncle Job, opening his eyes with wonder and astonishment. "You must excuse me, Captain Flanger, but I object to signing such an order," replied Christy, as he rose from his chair. "No, captain: I have not. That is not my affair, and I don't meddle with what does not concern me." "She is off the shore not far from here. Now you will answer my questions. There is a fort here?"