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ตกปลาเทพเจ้าไทคลับ "I done wish dat Massa Linkum come down here hisself," added the venerable colored person. "Where were you yesterday, Corny?" asked Christy, suddenly suppressing his mirth. Christy had hardly finished his instructions to the steward before he heard footsteps in the cabin. Dave looked into the apartment and discovered Mr. Flint, who went into the stateroom at once. Both of the other officers assented to this view, and the captain sent for the two claimants. Neither of them had spoken a word to the other during their stay in the ward room. Christy looked upon his cousin as a Confederate who was serving what he called his country, and he had not the slightest disposition to quarrel with him, and especially not to lead him to utter any unnecessary falsehoods. Possibly Corny was somewhat diffident about playing his assumed character before his cousin when they were alone, for they had always been the best of friends. "Your name is not Walsh!" exclaimed Christy with a frown.