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"I'll do my best, sir, and I'll work from dawn to night to find it, if it's to be found," was the answer.,"British, as I guessed," cried the Admiral.,"You have been half-starved in that brig," said Captain Acton, searching his daughter's face, and running his eyes over her dress.,"Who's her captain?","Well?" Caleb asked finally. "What about it?","I say no, Tom," the other returned, surlily. "It won't be safe there. Somebody'll be sure to find it.","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.","That ain't my fault!" bawled the man at the receding figure.,The man was almost a caricature owing to malformation and other deformities. His red hair flamed; he was hunched, his arms were as long as a baboon's and seemed designed for climbing. His legs were arched and at the same time crooked at the knees, so that he appeared to be stooping whether he walked or stood, and to complete the suggestion of his origin he had a trick of scratching himself like a monkey. He was about twenty-five years of age. Whose son he was he could not have told. He preeminently belonged to the parish.,"The Devil," said the Admiral, "is very bountiful to his servants in his gifts of opportunity.","I cannot imagine why the steward of the ship came to be employed, as Mr Adams tells us—an assertion you justify by saying that you saw this man in the cabin of the vessel—unless Mr Lawrence sent the letter.","Don't enter the cabin for half an hour. Then go in and clear up. And if she speaks, make no answer, and take no notice of her, but clean up the mess.".