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But when Billy, dressed in his own suit, descended the stairs to peer cautiously out, it was to find the room deserted. Mrs. Wilson's voice, high-pitched and excited, came from the back yard. "No, sir," she answered. "I am not returning to Old Harbour House—not immediately. I am going to the Harbour—I am going for a little walk." "Here, you Willium," she commanded, "you drink these here salts and not a word out o' you, or I'll tan you good and plenty.".

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"I am sorry you are not better than middling," she said. "The lady that lives at Old Harbour House along with Capt'n Acton?" answered Paul. For Billy, who knew and understood so well the sweeping wilderness of silence and mysteries, this swamp held a dread which, try as he might, he could not analyze. On one other occasion had he striven to penetrate it, but as if the bogland recognized in him a force not easily set aside, it had enwrapped him with its deadly mists which chilled and weakened, torn his flesh with its razor-edged grass and sucked at his feet with its oozy, dragging quicksands. He had turned back in time. For two weeks following his exploit he had lain ill with ague, shivering miserably, silent, but thinking. Billy whistled. "But fifty sticks, Maurice! It's almost more'n she'll need, don't you think?".