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He was a man of rough appearance whose hand had been in the tar-bucket for most of his life—a hard, reserved man, shy, so ignorant that he read with difficulty, and wrote his name as painfully as a hand tortured with gout inscribes with the pen. "It's Croaker," Billy whispered. "Stand right still, Lou, an' we'll watch an' find out what his game is." "We are pursuing the Minorca," answered Captain Acton..
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"I don't know as I ever put her through a rougher sea," said Billy as he began placing the decoys. "We'll get set, then we'll push into the rushes, hide our boat, an' settle down comfortable in our blind. You'll find it warm, an' snug, an' wind-proof as a rat house, soon's I get a fire started in the little stove. Hello!" as a brown shaggy head poked itself from beneath the seat and a cold nose touched his wrist, "did you think I didn't know you was there, Moll?" "Whew!" he whistled, "an' all gold, too. The three pieces that Croaker took make the even three thousand." She looked up at him, tears filming the fire of anger in her eyes. "But I ain't, Bill. Cross my heart, I ain't," protested Anson. "Why should I be?".
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