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"Humph! well that bein' so, I'm goin' to help him see the error of his ways this night if ever I did," she promised grimly.,"That won't hurt him; he's always tired anyway," rejoined Billy. "But we'd best go.",Mr Lawrence supped alone as he had dined alone, and, as he intended, to breakfast alone. At sea the last meal which in the old forecastle days consisted of black tea and ship's[Pg 296] biscuit was invariably called supper. At six o'clock Mr Lawrence sat down to the last meal of the day. A tray for the inmate of the Captain's cabin was prepared. It was furnished with tea and milk (for the ship was but one day out, and though she wanted a cow she could not need at least a day's supply of milk), bread and butter, slices of ham and biscuits. When the steward came from the cabin Mr Lawrence said: "Did the young lady speak?",Anson nodded. "I'll be here," he promised.,Mr John Eagle made no answer.,"You speak like a gentleman to me in this matter, which you do not often do when I refer to it, nor your father neither——",CHAPTER XIV OLD HARRY TURNS A TRICK,"He didn't shoot, then!" cried the Admiral.,"Who knows what lies before us?" said Captain Acton.,"You are not likely to go mad," he said, smiling at her, and his handsome face with that smile lighting it up might have helped to conquer any woman, though betrayed into the imprisonment of a ship's cabin, and sailed away with into unknown regions, who in her heart of hearts felt towards this man as Lucy Acton did. But not in the way that Mr Lawrence had devised was the victory to be his.,Billy grinned. "An' I got a piece of news fer you fellers, too," he returned. "But go on, your news first, Jim.",Billy nodded. "An' is the schooner still anchored off here?" he asked. "I might take a fish-boat an' row out to her, if she is.".