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"I have not met with the usage," old Greyquill went on calmly, steadily exasperating Miss Acton by a preface that was disgusting and needless whilst she thirsted for the one essential fact, "that I certainly think I deserve from either Admiral Sir William Lawrence, nor his son, Mr Lawrence." He spoke with so complete a neglect of the Admiral's presence that the old gentleman might have been out of the room. "They have no claim upon my kindness." "And you, too," he whispered. "With all this, I have you, too." If Maddoc was surprised, he did not show it. "You struck oil, I see, Jacobs." Maurice, peering about among the trees, answered absently..