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"Sir," prompted a voice from the back seat. Mr Lawrence, with his back turned upon this cabin door, heard Lucy's voice, but not what she said. If Paul answered her his voice was so sunk by the awfulness of her presence, by all that she meant being at sea, by all that she had typified to this forlorn vagrant when on shore, that his accents were inaudible in the cabin. Maurice sat down weakly on a block and wiped his face on his sleeve. Lou knit her brows in thought. "No," she disagreed, "if you had been that frightened you would not have come to the grove at all.".