เวบพนนออนไลน ฝากถอน ไมม ขน ตา วอ เลท
เวบพนนออนไลน ฝากถอน ไมม ขน ตา วอ เลท "De doctor! Be you a doctor, sar?" "The officer in command of that fort is not idle," said Mr. Flint, who had been using his glass very industriously since the firing ceased. "The soldiers are busy setting up the guns again, or some of them." "Stand by to secure that man," replied the commander, pointing at the wounded man behind the table. "He has a revolver in his left coat pocket." "I have plenty of it for this job. You said five dollars, I believe, sir," added the man, looking earnestly at his passenger. He made the attempt to do so, but he would have fallen to the floor, with his hands fastened behind him, if Christy and Dave had not received him in their arms. The steward hugged him like a brother, perhaps maliciously, and carried him to a divan in the cabin. Corny had apparently abandoned his cause, and his cousin gave him a berth in the ward room for the rest of the night.