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CHAPTER VIII WHERE IS LUCY? A faint smile lighted up the features of Mr Lawrence, who slightly moved his head to cast his eyes upon her. "It's my own collar an' tie," Anson declared, "Bill give it to me.".
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"You! At your time of life, brother, going a voyage to the West Indies with every probability of the French making a prisoner of you and Lucy!" cried Miss Acton in the[Pg 108] high key in which she saluted the ear when she was alarmed. "I dunno. Down where he keeps his pets I s'pose. Why?" Billy looked searchingly at his new friend. "I never told a soul how I did it, 'cept my chum, Maurice Keeler," he said. "But I'll tell you. That same evenin' I was prowlin' through the slashin' lookin' fer white grubs fer bass-bait. I found a big rotten stump, so I pushed it over, an' right down under the roots I found an old weasel an' six half-grown kittens. Afore she could get over her surprise, I had her an' her family in the tin pail I had with me, an' the cover on. By rights I should'a killed the whole caboodle of 'em, I s'pose, 'cause they're mighty hard on the birds; but I had work fer 'em to do. "Yep, that's so. But how?".
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