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Lucy looked at her father with an expression of surprise that vanished from her fine dramatic eyes in an instant.,Billy waited for no more. He was up and away like a shot. Mrs. Wilson, clutching her gold piece in one hand and brushing back her deranged hair with the other, went back into the house.,"You see," Billy went on, "maybe the will'll be where the gold is. You be a real good feller an' show me where you found the gold-piece.","But with the two of 'em," cried Billy eagerly, "we kin surely find the will, Harry.","It's awful," said Billy in awed tones. "I got as far as the first pond. It was far enough for me.","American, your honour.","Yes, Ma'am; ain't you agoin', Ma?",Harry bowed low. Mrs. Wilson passed through the gate, beaming commendation on him from misty eyes. He closed the gate slowly, his clean shaven, wrinkled face working. He stood and watched her until the bend in the road hid her. Then, placing his tall hat jauntily on his grizzled locks, he turned and walked smartly in the opposite direction.,"What do you want?" said Mr Lawrence, halting and viewing the fellow with a frowning face and lips which grew tight-set the instant he closed them.,"His lordship evidently suspects us," said Captain Acton, laughing.,"At the utmost," said Captain Weaver, "and the Minorca will want at least sixty.",Billy removed the coat he was wearing and passed it over to his mother. She turned it inside out, and inspected it closely..