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"The coast guard? I don't understand that," replied Christy, puzzled at the expression.

เครดิต ฟรี รับ otp At this moment Dave had worked himself in behind the pirate; and, with a well-directed blow with the feather duster on the head of Flanger, he brought him to the floor. "Nothing, captain." He finished the narrative, and the officers were discussing it when there was a knock at the door. "On deck, sir," reported Ralph, touching his cap to the commander, as Mr. Flint descended the steps to the ward room. "Wheel disabled, sir!" shouted the quartermaster.