"Suppose," said Miss Acton, "that a French man-o'-war should capture you, and make you prisoners, what is to become of Lucy?,
He raised his face at sound of the boy's step. "Ho, Billy!" he called cheerfully. "Is it you?",
Stanhope sank back on his box, his relaxed nerves throbbing and his lips forming the words: "Thank God!".
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