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The fort was silent. It was evident now that the commander of the little garrison had not left the barbette before till he had prepared at least one of his guns for further service; but it had again been disabled, and it was not known on board of the steamer whether or not he had any other gun fit for use. It was presumed that he had not, for the Bronx was within easy cannon shot of his works. Christy used the glass, but could not discover any gun that appeared to be mounted.

คาสิโน KU สด "You stole it, cousin, and you must give it back to me," added Christy, very decidedly. "You did not?" "Very well, Mike; you are a free man on board of this ship." "Corny on board of this steamer!" exclaimed the father. "In irons too!" "Then my uncle has vessels in that bay which are to run out?" inquired Christy, deeply interested in the revelations of the skipper.