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"That's so, Billy." Hinter laughed and slapped the lad's shoulder. "Well I'll see that he bores on your daddy's farm just as soon as he strikes water on his own. I intend to help him get started, because I think it's going to be a good thing for everybody. Besides, I know boring-rigs from bit to derrick. It's my trade, you see.","Maurice's sick," he shouted in the deaf woman's ear.,"It is not three hundred pounds, sir," answered Mr Lawrence, with the countenance of a man who is resolved in his intention, but desires to speak with prudence and good humour.,"So things went along fer a few years. Then come a letter from England to Roger Stanhope. Frank read it to me. Seems they wanted Stanhope back home, if he was alive; if not they wanted his son to come. Frank didn't even answer that letter. He says to me, 'Mr. Keeler, this spot's good enough fer me.' An' by gosh! he stayed.,,"Look!" he whispered. "Look! There's a light in the ha'nted house.",Without further speech Mr Lawrence passed into his cabin.,Stanhope sank back on his box, his relaxed nerves throbbing and his lips forming the words: "Thank God!","When?","He's afeerd they'll make his hogs sick most like," sneered Sward.,She looked her wonder. "But, Billy, you'd think they would want to enjoy building their own homes, wouldn't you?","It is wonderful to think," said Miss Acton,[Pg 97] "how far a ship like this will go. I suppose she would go around the world.".