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เครดิต 2020 "He bears your name," said Mr. Pennant. "Good again!" exclaimed the lieutenant. "I think that is about the range of those guns." "You have the names of the four men that I sent to you by the steward, have you not?" asked Christy. "Will you permit me to see your orders, Mr. Passford?" said the officer. "Captain Passford, if you please, Dr. Connelly, for I have the honor to be in command of the Bronx at the present moment. This is Mr. Passford," added Christy, pointing to his cousin. Colonel Passford was reclining on the divan when the commander entered the cabin; but he rose to his feet as soon as he saw his nephew. Christy thought he looked thinner and paler than when he had last seen him. He was now only forty-two years old, but he looked like a man of fifty. "That is my decided opinion. A noise at my chamber door woke me; I found the front door ajar, though I know I closed it when I came in last night, and I saw something moving down the avenue, which could only have been a man. Of course, I conclude that it was a burglar; but none of us have been killed or harmed."