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"It would be convenient to me if you would fix a day for the first payment if you cannot pay the whole," said Mr Greyquill.,Therefore, when a ship was newly come home even to a little maritime scene such as Old Harbour, there was plenty to hold groups in animated converse on the quay-side.,"Does it, Billy, does it?" cried the man, eagerly.,"Then why didn't you tell Spencer? Don't you know them thieves will find out you've been there an' they'll hide that stuff in a new place, Harry?","Mr Lawrence has wonderfully improved of late," said Miss Proudfoot, with a glance at Lucy. "I should say that when in the Navy he was one of the handsomest men in that glorious Service.","Sir, there is but one Lucy Acton in this country, and no man who has set eyes on her is ever likely to forget her beauty and sweetness.","Oh, we'll soon stand her up again," said Captain Acton. "Did you recognise the Aurora?","I am on a visit to Old Harbour," said the Admiral, "to inspect the Minorca. Now that my son is in command of her I am doubly interested in the ship. Were you ever on board of her, Miss?","Fish ought'a bite fine today," said Maurice as he stowed the cookies away in his bosom.,"You're right, he is. Well, what's he goin' to do now? He can't work, kin he?","Where you goin' so fast, Maurice?" he accosted, his mouth full.,Billy's frown vanished. "Fine, Harry, fine," he commended, "an' I'll go down to the store with you. Come up to the house, now, and I'll manage to sneak you out some supper.".