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โบนัสโป๊กเกอร์ออนไลน์ 120 The store-ship had been made fast to the flag-ship, and at this moment came a call for all hands to go aft. Christy could not endure the suspense any longer, and taking his valise in his hand he went on deck, just as the Bronx came alongside. Mr. Flint was on duty with a couple of young officers, and gave the orders to make her fast to the Vernon. Captain Battleton was going up the side of the flag-ship, followed by Corny. "Who are the other prisoners?" demanded Corny, as though he had a right to know. "No, sar; can't spell noffin." "Do you wish to leave this place, Uncle Job?" asked the officer. Camden was called aft and formally appointed second lieutenant, but Ralph was in the watch below, and was in his hammock. The commander retired to his stateroom, and, letting his report wait till another day, he was soon sound asleep. "Only the women and the old hands, too old to do much work."