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"Miss Lucy went out at about half-past seven, sir," said the footman.,"Very true, sister," said Captain Acton, "and I hope we are all grateful; I am sure I am. I was very well pleased with our friend Mr Lawrence last night. I witnessed nothing in him that I could have wished not to see. I do not know that I ever met a more gentlemanlike man. He holds himself very well. He has a fine figure, and I like his type of good looks; it is manly. The face is a little weather-worn perhaps.","Cause I'm goin' down an' find him. I'll beg you off this time, Anse, if you'll do as I say.","I could swear to one of them as the Superb," said Captain Acton, who had also taken a prolonged view of the ships through his glass. "She is a slow sailer. I know that she is rotten to the core for want of a dockyard. If I am not greatly mistaken, her stun-sail booms are lashed to the yards, and she is the only one with stun-sails set, which means that her rotting keel marks the pace for the rest. Hoist our colours! We'll chance it.","Course they did," Harry agreed. "Ut's no fool you take me fer, shurely?","Yep, an' warm. We're sure to have a rough fall an' a humdinger of a winter.",He set the jug down, and from his bosom drew forth a tin whistle. For a minute or two he played softly, his eyes on Caleb's. Then, gradually, his eyes closed and a rapt expression settled upon his grimy face as he led his listener down strange by-paths of fancy.,Billy turned and came back slowly to where he sat. "Anse," he said. "I ain't wantin' to see you witch-chased, so I'll jest give you the tie an' collar an' say not a word to Croaker er Ringdo; an' if you'll tell me somethin' I want'a know I'll let you sleep with my rabbit-foot charm underneath your piller.","Cause I'm goin' down an' find him. I'll beg you off this time, Anse, if you'll do as I say.","Well, you go along to the milkhouse an' lick the cream off a pan of milk. It'll settle that Injun turnip quick.","What is your name, boy?" asked the teacher.,Billy tried further inducements. "I'll give you my new red tie an' celluloid collar," he offered..