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Billy had thrown off his shooting-coat and was climbing out of the blind.,"Yes, I've heard." Hinter rose abruptly and strode to the window overlooking the bay. A full moon was lifting above the pines. In its silvery track a tiny sail was beating harborward.,"Yes, sir," answered Paul, who was not sailor enough to say, "Ay, ay, sir," which should have been his speech.,"Well, then, he did; an' in that will he left his woods an' money to Mr. Stanhope, my teacher.","In all what you say I agree with you, Tom," answered Mr Eagle, "and I should have thought that Captain Acton was the last man on this earth to have behaved himself in such a way. For my part I have always found him so straightforward that the needle ain't truer to the Pole than he is to his rightful and honourable meaning.","Go outside," he whispered. "Please do; I kin stand anythin', but I don't want you to see it.","You are not armed, I think," said the Admiral, "whilst the Minorca carries some carronades and a stand of small arms in her cabin. Mr Lawrence is a fighting man, and his situation is one of desperation and"—his voice sank as he added—"piracy.","Yep," Billy admitted, slowly, "that's it. He's all right in lots of ways, but in other ways——",Frank nodded. "A beam struck me," he whispered, "I thought—I thought—","Sir," prompted a voice from the back seat.,One box fruit-crackers.,Some men were now arrived. They picked up the litter with careful hands, and in a sort of procession Mr Lawrence was conveyed into the deck-house, Lucy walking beside him, whilst behind stepped the Admiral, Mr Fellowes, and the Phœbe's surgeon. Once only did Lucy speak in that solemn march from the quarterdeck into the little interior. She looked back and asked: "Where is my father?".