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เว็บ พนัน 2019 "I heard you tell the captain that you could not make out the nature of his malady." On his arrival in New York he hastened across the ferry to the navy-yard. As he approached the opposite shore, he discovered a steamer getting under way. He had not seen the vessel on board of which he was ordered to report as a passenger, but when he asked a deck hand what the steamer was, he was informed that it was the Vernon. The ferry-boat had just gone into the slip, and Christy was terribly startled to learn that he was late. He was still two hours ahead of the time indicated in his orders, and the Vernon was actually getting under way. "Perhaps not; but I should not care to have the Bronx sunk by a columbiad in the attempt to find out the strength of the fort." "On board the steamer!" replied Mr. Flint from the bridge. "Precisely so." "I went to sea for eleven years, and Captain Flanger, father and son, put my wages in their pockets."