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"Well, Jacobs—or whatever your name happens to be now—what are you doing here?" he asked.,Anson considered. "An' you promise to get Bill to let me off?",It may be that the white-throated leader of the brown covey in the stubble sensed the murmured warning of his friend, for he did not whistle again. The smile still on his lips, Billy vaulted the rail fence and sought the path to the house.,Shure it's weary I am av that drear, sorry song,"Where you goin' so fast, Maurice?" he accosted, his mouth full.,The boys wriggled their way through the thicket of sumach, and reached a clump of golden-rod inside the road fence just as Wilson came out of the lane.,Maurice nodded, his face grave.,"Oh, Acton," exclaimed the Admiral, "nothing that you can say could approach what I feel, could express what I suffer.","Not yourn? Then whose is it?" she cried in amazement.,"There now!" exulted Anson, glancing triumphantly at his mother, who sat staring and incredulous at the unabashed offender.,Anson was grinning as he came up. "Kind'a weak on the pins, eh?" he greeted, "Ma told me I was to come across here an' see you didn't get into no mischief.","Well, sir," said Mr Eagle, who uttered his convictions with the misgiving which fear of the listener excites, "my own opinion is that it wouldn't be reckoned as mutiny. It wouldn't be justice if it was called mutiny, and treated as mutiny. 'Taint the crew that breaks the agreement by refusing to do something which they never shipped to undertake, but the owner who gives 'em a job when at sea which they would have declined to hear of had they been told of it ashore. And I'm surprised," he continued, emboldened by Mr Lawrence's silence, "that Captain Acton, who is a gentleman born, and a man one could sarve all his life with satisfaction to himself and employer, should get rid of his ship and crew in such a fashion. But, perhaps, all that you say, sir, won't be found in the instructions you are to read in latitude twenty.".