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บา คา ร่า ตา ละ บาท "I don't understand it," said Captain Battleton, shaking his head. The breach was closed, and Corny produced the sealed envelope. "Dave," said the wounded lieutenant, the next time the steward came into the room, "no more 'massa,' no more 'moggywompus,' no more 'done do it.' You know better than to use such expressions, and you are no longer a 'nigger;' you are the ship's steward of the Bronx."