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"He's tryin' to coax me away from his treasure," Billy answered. "Now, jest watch him.",Hope stirred in Anson's fear ridden soul—hope which Billy remorselessly killed with his next words.,Billy was watching him closely. "Pa," he said earnestly, "there's something else I might as well let you know while I'm about it. This man Hinter owns a schooner, er leastways is boss of one, an' it was her brought them drillin' rigs 'cross the lake. The boat's been layin' along the Point, a mile out from shore fer more'n a month now, an' Hinter has been keepin' in touch with her right along.","Direct, sir," answered Captain Weaver.,Mrs. Wilson gazed sternly at Billy. "Willium, do you take Anson's tarts and pie?" she asked ominously.,"You have not lost it, Mr Greyquill.",His companions crept forward and peered through the trees. Sure enough from the one unglazed window of the old building came the twinkle of a light, which bobbed about in weird, uncertain fashion.,"No, sir, I must be content to stop on deck. It is about twenty years ago since I was on the sea. I crossed from Dover to Calais. We were two days terribly tossed about, and almost lost upon some sands. I lay dreadfully ill all the time, and on our arrival at Calais, when I had strength to speak, I said to papa: 'We must return by the sea, it is true, to get home, but once I am at home, I will never more put my foot into a ship.'","Cause he's up to some game, an' I know it.","But I'm not hungry, Mr. Spencer," said Billy quickly.,"You'd be taken all care of, ma'am.",Lucy looked at her father with an expression of surprise that vanished from her fine dramatic eyes in an instant..