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The white-fish run was on and when the boys, launching the big flat-bottomed fish boat, carefully cast and drew in the long seine it held more great gleaming fish than they knew how to dispose of.,"Come on," said Elgin, "let's move on down to the sehoolhouse." Side by side the three passed on up the hill and down into the valley.,"No, we'll drive her home now. I guess I know what's best. Get on t'other side of her. Now then, don't let her turn back!",And as she said this she suddenly lifted her eyes half-veiled, dark, and beaming to her father's face.,"'Tain't enough fer a three-way split," said Maurice.,"Where has he gone?" whispered Lou.,The girl shuddered. "I know they hang for piracy!" she exclaimed. "It is what must happen if you convey him to England.","Well, it's time you did think. Now you know that ol' Scroggie left him everythin' he owned, don't you?",Billy laughed. "All right, I'll come along, but I ain't believin' anythin' I kin say to your Ma'll keep you from gettin' it.",Lucy was somewhat puzzled by Mr Lawrence. His behaviour was cool, gentleman-like, distant, cautious, entirely sober, and for the most part he expressed himself with a high degree of intelligence. She could not but remember that in the morning when, to be sure, he might be said to have been "flown with wine and insolence," he had, with a passion which assuredly borrowed nothing of heat from liquor, plucked a daisy and bade her put it to her sweet lips and return it to him, and he had then concealed the little[Pg 72] flower in his pocket as the only sacred treasure he possessed. This evening his bearing was on the whole as formal and collected as though she was but an acquaintance in whose company he could sit without being overcome by her charms. The passion of the morning was genuine and sincere, drink or no drink; the behaviour this evening was calculated and extraordinary. Perhaps in the delicate candlelight she might not catch every expression of eye, every movement of mouth, every shade of change in the expression of the whole face, so that she would justly imagine she had missed through defective illumination the impassioned look, the swift pencilling by rapture of the lineaments which her maiden's intuition gave her eloquently and convincingly to know must be the secret homage of his heart, let him mask his handsome and worn face as he would.,"Good as ever, Billy, dried out—and gone. Come into the house. I've got great news.","Who are you, anyway?" asked Scroggie as he got groggily to his feet..