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ambbo2 168ลอง เล่น บา คา ร่า Though the young officer was prudent and discreet, he did not lose his self-possession, and he smiled as though he had been simply the host in the dining-room of the mansion at Bonnydale. There was a certain humor about the intruder which would have pleased him under other circumstances. "No matter; we have the Bronx again, and she is not yet to become a Confederate cruiser. But Corny had the sealed orders of the flag-officer, and I heard Mr. Galvinne read them. The Bronx is ordered to St. Andrew's to attend to the case of a steamer loading there to run the blockade. Shall I obey the orders, or return to the flag-ship?" "Den I gib you all de answers you want," replied the negro with a cheerful smile. "Whar de gumboat?" "We are bound to the westward, and the course looks as though we might be ordered up the Mississippi," suggested Mr. Flint. 300 "Captain Passford, I protest agailst this treatment of a prisoler of war," howled the privateersman. "Mr. Flint, drop a drift lead, and station a hand to observe it," said Christy, hailing the first lieutenant.