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"Well, what kind of a feller is he, anyway? Come, answer up.",Anson nodded eagerly.,"Oh, I must say that Willium does do somethin' worth while, once in a long while," returned her neighbor, grudgingly. "But Anson, now—",Hinter put his hand in his coat pocket and drew out an ivory dog-whistle. "Would you like to know them, Billy?" he asked, his keen eyes on the boy's face.,"I hope old Greyquill will not go to extremes," exclaimed the Admiral, with a flush in his face. "It is dishonour enough to be in his debt, but to be imprisoned! There is no good in his looking to me for repayment.",At the sound of his voice the old horse stood still. "Thomas," cried the rider sternly, "did I command you to halt?","Billy," she half-whispered, then hiding her flushed face in her hands she turned and ran from him.,"Oh come, come!" cried the Admiral, "don't make me feel more ashamed of myself than I am. But, Miss Lucy, is not the sea a subject about which you cannot think without being[Pg 110] inspired with thoughts high above those which visit you from other topics?","No," said Billy, with finality.,CHAPTER XIII ERIE OF THE LIGHT-HOUSE,Billy eyed him appraisingly. He did look like a tough proposition, no doubt about that. His face was round, flat, small-featured. "That face'll stand a lot of pummelin'," Billy told himself, and as he noted the heavy chin, thrust antagonistically forward, "no use bruisin' my knuckles on that," he decided.,"Yes, sir, he is on board the Victory. She is the one that is ahead of and to windward of the ship that has stun-sails set.".