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roma เครดิต ฟรี "Is the Bronx in condition for immediate service, Captain Passford?" asked the flag-officer. The first lieutenant inspected the work, and reported to the captain, who immediately ordered him to weigh the anchor. The chief engineer had been directed to be ready to proceed, and the steam was hissing with a merry music. The midship gun was of no service now, and Mr. Flint had been directed to keep up a steady fire with the 354 broadside guns at the embrasures of the fort as soon as the Bronx was in range. "But we have done our work well, Captain Passford, and I don't believe that one-half the garrison of that fort are fit for duty at this moment," added the first lieutenant. "Both of you were in command of the Vixen, I suppose," added the captain with a smile. "I am not, sir."