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"What are you waiting for, Mr. Flint?" asked Christy in a whisper, as he joined the second lieutenant.

ฝาก ขั้น ต่ำ 20 ฟรี 100 "Why not?" CHAPTER VII THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE DECISION "Don't blame him, Captain Passford, for it was not his fault that he did not announce my presence to you. He wished to do so, but I assured him I was not disposed to disturb you, for you must be occupied with your own affairs, and I persuaded him not to go for you," added the person with perfect self-possession. "Are you a Russian?" asked the commander, inclined to laugh at this singular name of one of the proscribed race. "Of course I shall not raise an issue as to your veracity, Mr. Passford, but after the statement you have made to me, I must change the form of my phraseology," continued the commander, using a smile to cover any possible doubts or suspicions in his mind. "When I called at the stateroom of the officer who reported on board last evening as Lieutenant Christopher Passford, he told me that I was expected to get under way and proceed to my destination as soon as the officer and the seamen were on board."