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โจ๊ก เกอร์ 168 ออ โต้ "It dropped from some of the men that were captured in the sloop." Christy looked at the stranger with astonishment, and he could not imagine who he could be. He had seen no such person on board of the Bronx or on the deck of the flag-ship. When the prisoners from the Magnolia had been brought on board, Christy had been too much occupied with other matters to bestow any attention upon them with the exception of "the dignified gentleman in black," who proved to be his uncle. He had had no curiosity in regard to them, and Mr. Camden had disposed of them at the rail. "That is a bad name for this child," said the octoroon, shaking his head. "Are you the son of Colonel Passford?"