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* * * * * * * * "I'm the feller that owns the coon you tried to club to death," Billy answered. Billy glanced at him quickly, a troubled look in his eyes. "N-no," he said, "you bet I don't.".
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"No, sir," was Captain Weaver's answer. "I came on to the wharf as the Minorca was warping out, and talked with Mr Lawrence from the quay-side. I saw nothing of the young lady, who, depend upon it, sir, would have immediately caught my attention had I seen her." The regular enquiry was made from the frigate's quarterdeck by an officer, and the regular information was supplied by Captain Weaver. Something else was to happen shortly to make Billy feel that his world was full of mysterious agents sent for no other purpose than to give him fresh worries. But how in the world was he ever going to get out of that window with Anson's bed right up against it, and Anson sleeping in the bed? Anson would be sure to hear the ladder when Walter Watland and Maurice Keeler raised it against the wall. He must get Anson up and out of that bed!.
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