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Captain Acton broke in: "We have finer sunsets in England than any you get in the tropics.","The spirit of her mother came to her aid," said the Admiral, who had heard much of the genius of Kitty O'Hara.,"How'd you come to have it?","Who is in command of this ship?" she enquired in a low, harsh voice, almost a whisper. "Whoever he is," she rattled on, "I am his prisoner. I am being carried away into captivity, I who am a princess, though soon to be clothed in tatters. If you are a man with a heart have mercy upon me, and turn this ship and steer me home!","Oh, say no more, sir, about that. I am pleased with the idea of a Naval officer being in charge of my ship.",I'd lay me down and dee.","Holy Smoke! Bill, take it away!" he yelled, as his chum's laugh fell on his ears.,Billy frowned. "Who?",He had been told what had happened, and presented himself equipped with wool, lint, and bandages. He speedily discovered that the pistol had been discharged at the place where Mr Lawrence supposed his heart to beat. The unfortunate man imagined that the heart is on the left side of the body, whereas it is nearly in the middle, and is well protected by the breast-bone and ribs, so well indeed that only a small portion is unprotected. The bullet[Pg 441] had passed clean through the chest and left lung, and come out just below the left blade-bone of the shoulder. The surgeon, on removing Mr Lawrence's shirt and vest, found the bullet, which had not pierced the vest. The wounds of entrance and of exit were easily seen, and the former was bleeding freely.,"I suppose, sir," said Miss Acton to the[Pg 165] Admiral, "that there is no further news of the descent of the French.","What's she a-doing' of here?" enquired Pledge, pulling away his plate heavy with meat and fat.,"Very well, Walter, you may go home and get a pail of water. My experience with school wells," glancing out of the window to the blue pump, "has been that during the holidays they become a veritable death trap for frogs, mice and other vermin.".