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"Brothers, you heard what our minister said, an' he's right. I, fer one, am ashamed of the thoughts I've thought to'rds them fishermen of Sandtown. I've acted mean to 'em in lots of ways, I'll admit. An' so have you—you can't deny it!",Arriving they found Hinter there, so did not remain long. It was while Erie Landon was preparing a lunch for them that Billy got an opportunity to whisper something in her ear. The girl's cheeks flushed and her blue eyes grew deep with feeling.,"Gently now," Hinter cautioned, and they threw themselves at her feet, massive heads on outstretched paws, deep-set eyes raised to her face. She bent and placed a hand on the head of each.,Maurice shook his head. "None of our gang 'ud take it," he said. "Likely some of them Sand-sharks.","You're welcome to keep all she gives you fer yourself," said Billy.,"I'm glad you told me, Billy," she said. "I—I hoped you might.","And did you hear anythin' of what passed between 'em, Billy?","Erie out in her boat?" he asked, casually. "I don't hear her voice, or her whistle.","I came here after you drove me from the Pennsylvania oil fields," said the other, realizing the uselessness of lying.,"How'd you come to have it?",Erie sat down opposite to Billy, and watched him while he ate. He smiled across at her. "Your Dad seems a whole lot better," he said.,It was tough! Billy felt sure that had he been allowed a little more time he might have solved one or more of the problems which weighed him down. He felt like a man who was being cut suddenly off from his usefulness. Saturday he spent roaming the big woods alone. On Saturday evening Maurice came over and the two went down to Levee Creek, set sail in the old punt and steered up-bay towards the light-house..