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เกม แพนด้า 777 "What are you waiting for, Mr. Flint?" asked Christy in a whisper, as he joined the second lieutenant. "Not just then, captain," chuckled Mike, who seemed to be amused and delighted to feel that he was telling the secrets of his late companions. "Silence, all!" cried the commander, as soon as he heard the hail from aloft. "Go forward, Mr. Pennant, silence the hands, and direct the lookout to hail in lower tones." "Shall we find no one at the negro quarters?" asked the lieutenant with interest.