"I was too much agitated to reflect, papa," Lucy answered. "It seemed so natural—so reasonable, and I hastened to the ship, in the belief that you were lying in her seriously hurt.",
"My son, Captain Weaver, my son!" broke in the Admiral tremulously.,
Anson, sitting slit-eyed and gleeful close beside him, received the slap with a force that knocked his face into his porridge bowl..
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