Just then certain large white-bosomed April clouds which had been leisurely sailing up from over the sea began to discharge some rain, and one shower was so smart that Greyquill took refuge in a small wayside barn, where, until the rain ceased he had the opportunity of reading the letter several times.,
"You have been half-starved in that brig," said Captain Acton, searching his daughter's face, and running his eyes over her dress.,
"Billy," she half-whispered, then hiding her flushed face in her hands she turned and ran from him..
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