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“Wait, Billy! You are hurt, badly. Let me see.” She put out a detaining hand.,“You see, son, I’ll lose you again right after we get home.”,All the hearts aboard the Minorca, British as they were, must wish that that gallant show might not fall in with something superior to herself in weight of broadside and perfect in equipment aloft. Though every man felt that the sequel of such a rencountre must be the inevitable one: that is the sailing of the jury-rigged two-decker in company with a powerful prize both bound, let us suppose, for the sweet and lovely waters of Plymouth Haven.,"I know it. David Sarby!",“Good-by Dad and Mar and Mosey,” called Betty as she sped down the path toward the school-house.,Lars poked Johnny in the side. “Just listen to that, boy!”,"Oh, you mean that Obi rubbish, my dearest," said Maurice, slipping his arm round the slender waist of the girl. "It is on that very account that I wish to tell your mother of our engagement, for I must rescue you from the influence of that dark Jezebel. She is dangerous.",Does more bewitch me than when art,"By what right do you say that?" demanded Maurice, sharply.,“Wisht that orful pitcher ’d fall inter the swill-pail an’ then turn a somerset in the soot-pile,” murmured the boy as he noticed the care exercised over its safety.,"Will you be seated?",“But poor Auntie! Do you mean to say she had only eight apples for herself? And she so fond of them too! How in the world could that happen when there was so much fruit on the tree?”.