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"Then you are not dangerously wounded," added Christy. "I was afraid it had gone through your head."

ฟรี ทดลอง เล่น As soon as the steamer was abreast of the fort, the broadside guns poured the shrapnel into the embrasures and loopholes, though nothing could be known of the effect of the firing. The muskets were as active as before. Christy was on the bridge still, for the doctor had dressed his wound, and he had taken some refreshment. CHAPTER XIV THE AFFRAY ON THE QUARTER-DECK OF THE BRONX He complied with the request, as he saw that it was a very simple means of identification, for the steward had some skill as a mechanic, and he had frequently sharpened the knife, and knew the repeater of the lieutenant from having seen it so often, for it was a very peculiar watch. Dave's last doubt vanished when these articles were produced. "You were not sick last evening?" "I wish it had! You have bade a scarecrow of be for life!" he gasped. "But why are you out doors at this time of night?" Mrs. Passford insisted. "You will catch a cold that will lay you up, if you go out in that condition."