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"Oh, so she's your gal, is she?" Caleb thrust his hands deep into his pockets, striving hard to keep his face stern. "How long you and Ann been sweetheartin'?" he asked. "Pshaw! Bill, he couldn't hurt Spotba, the womper, could he?" "Then," said Frank, moistening his dry lips, "you have the will, Mr. Maddoc?".
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Billy blushed to the roots of his hair but his grey eyes met his father's steadily. "Yep," he answered, "jest about right." "No, crow black birds are too lazy to build nests. They take the first nest comes handy." Billy whistled. "But fifty sticks, Maurice! It's almost more'n she'll need, don't you think?" "He must be prosecuted before they can hang him," said Captain Acton, whilst the Admiral's regard was fastened upon Lucy's face with such tokens of affectionate gratitude and surprise which rose to a passion of delight as made the worthy, poor old man's jolly, weather-scored, truly British countenance moving to behold. "And who is to prosecute him? I alone am the sufferer. I alone can prosecute. Am I likely to do so? Am I the man to bring my friend's son to the gallows?".
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