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"All set," cried Stanhope. "Leave your belt loose so I can hang to it and I'm with you. That's right. Who were they, Billy?",He made for the Aurora and found Captain Weaver on board. He immediately related Mr Adams' story, and asked Captain Weaver if he had seen Miss Lucy Acton down by the Minorca or near her, or aboard of her shortly before she sailed.,And thus speaking she turned to the bulkhead, and putting her arm against it buried her face in her sleeve, and fell to sobbing so piteously that you would have thought her poor little heart was broken.,"Oh, hokey! ain't that great. How'd you come to know all that, Bill?","Oh yes, sir; how could she be mistaken?"[Pg 361] answered Lucy. "How beautiful she looked as she came towards us!","Why, if I said I saw a fight between a little brown water-snake no bigger'n a garter snake, an' a fish-hawk, an' the snake licked the hawk, d'ye s'pose anyone 'ud believe that?",The girl's eyes grew wider and wider with wonderment. "Isn't it strange?" she half whispered, "and beautiful?","Sir," prompted a voice from the back seat.,Suddenly a knock fell on the door.,"And what after?" enquired Lucy, observing that her father paused with an expressive look at Sir William, "I mean what after as regards Mr Lawrence?",CHAPTER I LUCY ACTON,Mrs. Wilson caught her breath, but whatever objections her mind raised against the last named remained unuttered. All she said was. "This is your party, Willium. Anybody else, now?".