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"That don't make no difference; you go along. I see Ann's made a mistake in doin' up Mrs. Keeler's parcels. You can't go back for a bit, anyways, so you might as well have your supper.",Her eyes reposed thoughtfully upon the hull of the ship, mounting presently in a stealing way to the heights, and her colour seemed to deepen slightly to the impulse of a romantic mood or fancy.,"Miss Lucy went out at about half-past seven, sir," said the footman.,"What a lot of ships!" she cried.,Or again it will be a smuggling lugger chased by a Revenue cutter with a flash of the sea-snow at her stem and the blaze of a long gun on the forecastle.,"Birds of exquisite plumage, and beyond all forms of known grace in flight.","Again and again, madam, whilst her timbers held.",Maurice sat down weakly on a block and wiped his face on his sleeve.,CHAPTER IV THE MESSAGE CROAKER BROUGHT,"I'd awful like to have Harry O'Dule, too.","'Then,' sez he, 'wull yu do me the favor av deliverin' a missage to him an' kin ye go now?' says he.,"A most unfortunate image, sister," rejoined the Captain, laughing; "for a swan's white bulk sits low upon the water, whilst yonder beauty is all airy, cloudlike height.".