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Lucy came out of the deck-house. A long night's rest had restored much of the bloom to her beauty. She wanted something of the freshness, but she lacked nothing of the sweetness and the loveliness with which she fascinated the gaze at home. She ran to her father and kissed him, shook hands with the Admiral, and bowed to Captain Weaver most cordially. "I understand that your honour's got command of this ship," answered Paul. "We shall be thankful to receive any news of Miss Lucy Acton," said Captain Acton, with that collectedness of manner which implies the glazing by a vigorous will of passions growing turbulent..
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This was proof conclusive that Miss Acton had not. The bewildered man stared at her as though he was himself bereft of reason. Amazement, confusion, love, pity, horror, doubt were amongst the expressions which ran through his countenance like shadow chasing shadow. "If I don't see you ag'in alive, Bill, good bye," whispered Maurice as he opened the door. "There it is!" said Miss Acton. "Give me a sea as smooth as our lawn, and I will accompany you, my dear.".
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