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Maurice dropped on all fours and started wriggling through the rough stubble, sighing in relief as he reached the desired spot.,"I'll keep him away from you so long as you keep away from us, an' hold a close tongue in your head," Billy promised. "Understan', though, it's goin' to be a mighty hard thing to do; I saw him trying the bark of that elm jest under our winder only this mornin'. He's likely aimin' to shin up that tree an' fall on your face, most any night, so if you want your eyes an' your life you'd better do what I say.","She'll come, you think?","Be here," said he, "on Saturday next. It may be that I'll give you the berth. No more words. Off with you!",Maurice stood up. "Where's Bill now?" he asked.,Billy was anything but easy in his mind during these exciting days. Who were the two strangers who had searched old Harry's hut? Were they the same two he and Maurice had seen in the woods on the night of the storm? If so, why did they send a message to Hinter, and what was its significance? Where was Gibson's Grove, anyway? These questions bothered him, and pondering upon them robbed him of appetite and sleep. Maurice and Elgin were no help to him in a dilemma of this kind and the new boy, Jim Scroggie, he knew scarcely well enough to trust.,"No. What a big ship she looks compared with the other two! It is difficult to think of her alone in the middle of the sea. I can only imagine her lying at a wharf with protecting hills on each side. Does she sail fast?","What a very quick voyage you have made this time, Captain Weaver!" called out Lucy.,"Listened for the splash," Stanhope answered. "Are you loaded, Billy? There's another flock coming.",A footman entered.,Av love 'neath th' skies av ould Ireland, dear—,"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.".