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"Then let's get out of his way. I suppose he thinks we have no business here and maybe he's right. Where shall we go, Billy?",Thus speaking he picked up his hat from the floor, bowed to Captain Acton and to Miss Acton, and left the room without noticing the Admiral.,"Oh yes, sir.","Your telescope is in the hall, sir," said the Admiral. "But your sight is very good. I presume that you are aware that your ship has left her berth, and is not in the Harbour.","Bill, Oh Bill! where 'bouts are you?" Maurice's voice sounded muffled and far away to his chum's ears.,"But what if a snappin'-turtle should get hold of your toe?" shuddered Maurice.,"And Cobin—he ain't any head at all, poor Cobin—did he talk sell?","I met Miss Acton as I was coming home," said Mr Lawrence, "and she said she had left you and her father talking about me.","Well, run along then. I best keep right on. Your poor Ma'll be needin' me.",The boy went out through the gate and approached the feeding horse cautiously. His quick eyes appraised its lean sides and noted the long welt made by the hickory on the clearly outlined ribs beneath the bay hide.,"Boys," cried Billy in awed tones. "It's gone!","Send the people about and make enquiries," answered Captain Acton. "She is making calls. It is the Minorca that has disappeared.".