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"Yes, the French have landed, but not just in the way they like. One of our frigates—I haven't got to hear her name—chased a French privateersman ashore five miles up the coast yesterday afternoon; after taking out of her ten thousand pounds in gold, which the beggars had sneaked from a British West Indiaman off Dungeness two or three nights before, they set her on fire. I had a mind this morning to ride over and view the wreck or what remains of her.",She sighed; the distress of her heart saddened her face with a meaning as of tears.,"I should like," said the Admiral, "to have met Nelson. In all my going a-fishing I never fell in his way.","What! Was he throwin' clubs at my coon?" Billy shouted.,"Teacher," he said. "She's gotta be told about this. You know how she always hoped——","I guess whatever Lou says is jest about right, eh?",She delivered the same wild, screaming laugh which had before filled the cabin with its insane music, and said, dropping her note into one of plaintiveness, whilst she extended her skirt with both hands as though she was about to make a step or two in a dance: "Think of poor Lucy Acton in rags! Think of the lady who was notable, before a liar and a rogue stole her from her father, for her fine dresses and modish hats and bonnets; oh, think of her"—she paused to sigh deeply—"in rags, a prisoner in a ship owned by her father, who would kill the wretch that tore her from his side!","You'd be taken all care of, ma'am.","Jacobs," he said, crisply, "I'll give you twenty-four hours in which to lose yourself. You can't stay here.","Findin' Scroggie's money an' will, you mean?","She'll come," said Billy, and went out, closing the door softly behind him.,"He went back and got it," said the girl, in answer to Billy's look of amazement. "And, Billy, he flew away in an awful grouch.".