“Oh go on Betty, a daddy-long-legs’d die of starvin’ on what you eat.”,
From where he stood Billy could see the distress in her face. He must think of a way to get her, and he must, must hurry!,
“Bear up aft there!” Billy commanded; and “Ay, ay, sir,” came back in equally nautical language..
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