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He looked at his own legs. Time had somewhat shrunk them.,"No," said Hinter, startled at the directness of look and question. "I don't know.","Me singing!" exclaimed old John.,As the little craft rapidly approached, swept onwards by six powerful oarsmen, Lucy quickly began to distinguish the inmates who, in the stern sheets or aft, consisted of the Admiral, Mr Fellowes, and a stranger. She could also see what resembled a stretcher lying with its head upon the aftermost thwart and the heel upon an unoccupied space in the stern sheets. The girl trembled, and wondered, and stared. Where was her father? Who was the sick man? Where was Mr Lawrence?,"Mornin', sir," greeted Cobin Keeler.,"I should think so indeed, poor men!" exclaimed Miss Acton.,"She'll come," said Billy, and went out, closing the door softly behind him.,In those times sailors lacked the addition of the harness cask and bread barge, to the bitter wooden beef and the coarse worm-eaten ship's biscuit which science and experience have contributed to the scurvy-making fare which seamen are obliged to eat. Yet a sort of provision was made to supplement the brine-hardened meat and the worms of the sailor's bread. The captain of a man-of-war, for instance, at sea, would breakfast on coffee, toast, potted beef and tongue, sliced à la Vauxhall. Whole legs of mutton were tinned.,Billy whistled. "But fifty sticks, Maurice! It's almost more'n she'll need, don't you think?","Hurrah!" shouted the delighted boys. "We knowed you'd find a way to fix him, Billy.","There's the old Canopus!" cried the Admiral. "Lord, what a shivering [Pg 398]recollection I have of her main topmast cross-trees!","I am much obliged to you, sir, for your information," he said to Mr Adams. "We may find her at home, sir," he said, addressing the Admiral. "An explanation will simplify the miraculous. Good day, sir, and many thanks.".