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โหลด แอ พ รับ เครดิต ฟรี The head and hair of the old colored man were peculiar enough to enable the Russian to identify him if he had ever seen him even once before. His mouth was twisted to one side either naturally or by some injury, and his kinky hair made him look as though he carried a great bale of cotton on the top of his head. He opened his eyes when Mike shook him gently, and looked at the two men at the side of his bed with a wondering rather than an alarmed expression. "If he had done so, I should not have complained. I have been a prisoner of war, and I had to take my chances. We may be in action for aught I know in a few hours, and I do not mean to have half a dozen rebels at my heels to trip me up if I can help it. The circumstances are entirely different from those on board of the Vernon." "But you need not expect any signal for a couple of hours, or even three. If we get into trouble, we shall retreat upon the boat direct; so keep your eyes wide open." "Farce! Do you cod this a farce?" demanded the wounded man indignantly. "You have shot off by dose!" "Ay, ay; and she is coming alongside the Vernon," added another. "I hope you have not committed any rash act, Mr. Passford," said Dr. Connelly as the party passed through the ward room.