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Captain Battleton spoke to Christy as though he had met him before, and needed no introduction. He was glad to see that the young officer was better, which indicated that he had been sick. He was confounded by the situation, for he had not been sick an hour, and he had never seen the commander of the Vernon in his life. The petty officer had told him that he appeared to be quite sick when he came on board the night before.

แจก เครดิต ทดลอง เล่น ฟรี 2020 "What is that, captain?" "I hope to drink up every drop of water in the Alabama River if I did not forget all about that! Gollywomps! Dave is getting stupid," exclaimed the steward, springing to his feet. "I can't bring you a regular dinner, Massa Christy, but I will do the best I can." "I must object to your wearing the shoulder straps of a lieutenant on board of the Vernon," added Captain Battleton. "Who is it? What is the matter?" demanded the lady of the mansion, in tones which indicated anxiety if not alarm.