"No, on the shore, Miss," said the Admiral. "A French corsair was chased ashore about five miles up and burnt.",
"Go outside," he whispered. "Please do; I kin stand anythin', but I don't want you to see it.",
Billy had heard and understood. When his dad sent him one of those "up and away" signals he never questioned its significance. He didn't like listening in secret, but surely he reasoned, a boy had a right to know just what was coming to him. And he knew what was coming to him, all right—a caning from the supple hickory ramrod—maybe!.
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