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"What have you here, Mr. Pennant?" asked the commander with a smile, as he pointed to Uncle Job, who seemed to be as bashful as a young girl, and utterly confounded by what he saw on the deck of the Bronx.

การพนันที่ดีที่สุด "Mr. Flint, drop a drift lead, and station a hand to observe it," said Christy, hailing the first lieutenant. "Where did she come from?" asked the lieutenant, who had more confidence in the honesty than in the intelligence of Job. "The United States steamer Bronx, under sealed orders. What steamer is that?"