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"You will deny me even a daisy?" he cried, with a sudden passion in his manner which alarmed her, as he was not sober. He sprang to the side of the road, and picking a daisy returned to her, pulled off his hat, and said earnestly—indeed in a voice of emotion and sincerity that put a fine and appealing meaning into the expression of his eyes which by the power of the impulse then governing him were superior to the drink in his head: "Let me entreat you, madam, to put this little flower to your sweet lips, and return it to me. It is but a trifle I ask: you are too good and generous to refuse me.","I saw him.","Good as ever, Billy, dried out—and gone. Come into the house. I've got great news.",Mrs. Keeler, a swarthy woman, almost as broad as she was tall, and with an habitual cloud of gloom on her features, met him at the door. She was very deaf and spoke in the loud, querulous tone so often used by people suffering from that affliction.,A number of the boys ran out to gather kindling and wood and soon a fire was crackling in the stove.,"Will you now sing us a song, Mr Lawrence?" exclaimed Captain Acton.,Mr Eagle looked a very mean sort of man as he walked the deck. Neither by form, face, nor manner did he express individuality or character. The sole feature noticeable in him was a look of sullenness, a sour, sneering, quarrelsome air about the mouth, to be found perhaps in the curve of his thin lips.,Billy, his arm about Sphinx's neck, spoke. "Come, ol' feller; come here," he said.,"Are the terms pretty satisfactory?","I see 'em," his friend whispered back. "Gosh! looks as though they're goin' to tramp right onto us.",The schooner occupied five weeks in reaching England from the hour of her parting company with the frigate and shortly after with the Minorca. All that time Mr Lawrence lay upon his back; but the wounds slowly healed, and he gradually recovered his strength. And when the schooner brought up off Falmouth Mr Lawrence was nearly well.,Presently Billy Wilson emerged from the cottage, received his basket from Caleb, and trotted off toward the Keeler place..