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puss888 ฝาก 10 รับ 100 "Good for you, Mr. Ambleton!" exclaimed Christy, a few seconds later, when he saw the wreck of one of the twenty-four pounders on the fort. "I hope so," replied Christy, who did not like the idea of fighting or trying to run away from a craft three times as strong as the Bronx. "Have the ensign set at the peak, Mr. Flint." And a quartermaster was sent aft to attend to this duty. "I am in command, Dave, and there must be no more 'massa' now," added Christy. 319 "'Pears like I do; I reckon you's Massa Cap'n Flanger."