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"Well, somebody has to think in a case o' that kind," admitted Billy, "an' think quick. It was up to me to save you, an' I did the only thing I could think of right then.","Didn't see Scraff, did you?" asked Wilson.,Mrs. Keeler, who heard the voice without catching Mrs. Wilson's words, struggled up. Croaker promptly sailed over to Maurice for protection. The boy broke the string attached to the note from Billy and reaching behind him secured from a plate a scrap of the dinner he had left uneaten. "Here Croaker," he whispered, "grab it quick. Now, back you go where things are safe," and he tossed the bird into the air. Croaker flew to a tree-top and proceeded to enjoy the reward of service well rendered.,But Billy plucked at the speaker's sleeve. "Wait a minute, Fatty," he urged. "Anson's up there asleep, an' he's goin' to have a wakin' nightmare in about four seconds. I jest heard Ma goin' up.","Bear up!" he said gently. "Presently we will discuss the matter calmly. God is good, and this blow may not prove nearly so heavy as we now think it.","You, Anse!" came Mrs. Wilson's voice. "Have I gotta limber you up with the strap, after all?",He drew her a little further among the pines and they peered out to see Croaker alight on the broken-backed ridge pole of the log hut.,"Will you step into the deck-house, sir," said Captain Acton, "and learn our strange story, which shall not detain you long.","Did she speak?","Yes, an' I'm wonderin' why?",When Mrs. Keeler came out, laden with bake-pans and other kitchen utensils, Billy led her carefully across the stubble by a new route, nor did she dream his motive in so doing was to keep the house between them and the lonesome mangle-topper in the valley.,CHAPTER XVI THE CAPTURE.