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"Correct! Now, boys, we will get on with our lesson." "Any relation, sir, of Lawrence of the Peterel and Curieux affair?" he cried. As evidence that Mr Lawrence was improving in general esteem, a brief conversation passed at Old Harbour House on the fourth evening following the day of the loss of the letter. Captain Acton had invited some friends to a rubber of whist. Sir William Lawrence was to be amongst the guests, but as he lived near he was always late, explaining that the fact of his living near excused him for taking plenty of time. Miss Lucy was lovely in black muslin spangled with stars as the hair is dusted with gold..
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All of a sudden the Admiral's gaze, that was somewhat heedless—that of a man who takes in a general prospect without regard to particulars—grew intent: his eyes were fixed on Old Harbour. In a minute they grew more than intent: astonishment dilated them, and they were not without the sparkle of alarm. He rubbed his eyes, and removing his pipe from his lips strained his gaze once more at the shipping in the Harbour. "You, Anse!" came Mrs. Wilson's voice. "Have I gotta limber you up with the strap, after all?" "You bet," Maurice managed to answer. "Bill, watch out!" warned Maurice. "There's a big womper coiled on that lily-root. You're makin' right fer it.".
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