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Anson shuddered. "Aw, who's goin' to peep?' he returned.,Billy had to stifle his emotion and swallow twice before he answered: "That's what I'd like you to call me. I'll bet you can't say it, though.","Why, it belongs to Mr. Scroggie," Hinter answered. "It was brought across from Ohio by schooner. You know what it is, I suppose?",Anson almost sobbed his relief. "I'll do it," he agreed. "What is it you want'a know, Bill?",Now, for the swamp-coon, Croaker had all the jealousy and hatred a crow is capable of feeling and as a last resort, whenever he was obdurate and disobedient as he was now, his master could nearly always bring him to submission by the mere mention of Ringdo's name. At Billy's threat Croaker raised his head and poured forth such a jargon of heart-broken lamentation that the listening owls inside crouched low in terror, their amber eyes questioning the meaning of the awful sound.,The invitation was accepted with many thanks.,"Humph! an' be kept close in the house fer a week er so, an' have to take physic an' stuff. No good, Bill!","No, I bored it but it belongs to Pennsylvania Scroggie, the man whom you helped defeat the Southern lease ring.","Hully Gee!" whispered Billy. "Ain't that rippin'.",A long, harrowing moment passed. Then quickly and close together four shots rang out. Moll whined dolefully and Billy, peering through the rushes, gave a low whistle of surprise. "Didn't down a single bird," he muttered, "an' by gollies, they've sent 'em right across to us.",Mr Lawrence exclaimed: "Oh, it's you! What do you want?",He made a step to the ship's side, and the mate without answer slunk away to leeward..