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"Little enough before me, sir," exclaimed Sir William. "Sailors dream of a cottage ashore, but when they come to it—I like my little perch: 'tis not Old Harbour House," says he, casting his eye over the building, "but I could wish the sea were within range of its windows. I was down in the Harbour yesterday admiring the lines of your Minorca. She lay upright on the mud, awash to her garboard strake about, and I liked her lines in the run, and believed I could see a hint to our shipwrights in the cleanness and beauty of her entry." "Let's hustle," urged Billy. "They may come back any minute." She looked up quickly. "And may I ask who that is?".
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He would lapse into silence, sucking his pipe, and watching Erie putting away the supper-dishes. "Oh he is, eh? Well, tell him to come out here; I want to see him." Now, Tom was too sound a shipmate to betray John. He answered doggedly, as though Mr Lawrence as well as himself must be aware that he was trespassing on ground he had no right to tread: "We yarned of course together.[Pg 278] We've sailed together afore, and can always find something to talk about, sir." Billy was standing up now, his perplexed face turned questioningly on his chums..
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