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"Who are you?" demanded the soldier.

เครดิต ฟ รีๆ "I dol't walt any Yalkee surgeod at work od be," protested Captain Flanger, whose speech was badly affected by the injury to his nasal organ, or by the pressure he applied to it with his hand. "Cigars mostly, sir, was the kind of fish we caught. Captain Flanger brought them outside the Grand Pass: I took them up to Fort Lafitte, and the captain's brother worked them into New Orleans and other places. They did a big business before the custom-house folks broke it up." "I appoint him third lieutenant temporarily." CHAPTER XII A LESSON IN ORDINARY POLITENESS "No, sar; see you frou, Massa Gumboat," replied Job.