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"There, there," cried the big-hearted woman, "of course it did.","Ay, sir," exclaimed the Admiral; "and as a man of Norfolk myself I am proud of the family whose records do honour to the dear old county.","The Army!" he cried. "Could you put a greater indignity upon a sailor than to compel him to shoulder a handspike and march up and down as though he were a soldier?","It sure is, but I can't help wonderin' where Croaker found it. Maybe you wouldn't mind lettin' me off Sunday School today, Ma," he suggested, "so's I kin trail off an' find that Croaker. Any crow that kin pick up gold pieces that way is worth watchin'. Kin I go look fer him, Ma?",Anson, still sniffling, finished his undressing. Billy nursed his knee in his hands and watched him. "'Course," he remarked, at length, "you'll be for tellin' Ma soon's she calms down a bit an' is ready to listen, but Anse I wouldn't do it if I was you.",The boy, who had been studying the man before him, turned away to execute his father's order. If he knew anything about teachers—and he did—he and the other lads of the community were in for a high old time, he told himself. He went down to the gate, the dog trotting at his heels.,"An' Teacher Stanhope, he deeded the swamp to me," said Billy dazedly. He got up from the log and squared his shoulders. "Well," he spoke, "that was mighty good of him, but I ain't wantin' that swamp.","Not in the Harbour!" cried Miss Acton. "Good gracious, has she sunk, do you think?","Why, Ma," he cried, in amazement, "you don't mean to say he's gone?","That's Croaker," laughed Erie. "Billy won't be far behind him. I had better go out and explain things, Frank.",He looked steadily at his son whose eyes were fixed upon the carriage which the Actons were at that moment entering.,"I take it it's machinery an' stuff for a saw-mill," answered Billy moodily. "Is it?".