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Billy whistled. "Gosh! you're gettin' kind all at once, Anse," he exclaimed.,"Early in October, Mr. Maddoc said.",He ran his eyes proudly over the spars of his vessel and along the length of her.,"Dug it up to fool Fatty Watland with. Was goin' to tell him it was a ground-nut. I've had it in fer him ever since he shoved me off the bridge into the creek.",He was a man of rough appearance whose hand had been in the tar-bucket for most of his life—a hard, reserved man, shy, so ignorant that he read with difficulty, and wrote his name as painfully as a hand tortured with gout inscribes with the pen.,So hummed old Harry as he stirred the potatoes and wet his vocal chords, occasionally, from the jug at his feet.,"Your Dad's goin' to cut down the Scroggie woods, I hear?","The Admiral and I," answered Captain Acton, talking as though slightly embarrassed, though moved by other feelings, "consider that we cannot do better than remove Mr Lawrence into this ship, and carry him to England.","Oh, hokey! ain't that great. How'd you come to know all that, Bill?",But nobody mistrusted Caleb, Frank Stanhope least of all; and so, for the time being, the incident of the legal document was forgotten.,"I'll talk things over with Billy in the mornin'," promised Wilson as he took the boot-jack from its peg.,Finally he seemed satisfied that he was alone. His harsh notes became soft guttural cooes. He nodded his big head up and down in grave satisfaction, tip-toeing from one end of the ridge-pole to the other and chuckling softly to himself. Then suddenly, he vanished from sight..