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Billy whistled. "Gosh! you're gettin' kind all at once, Anse," he exclaimed.,"I'll do my best, sir, and I'll work from dawn to night to find it, if it's to be found," was the answer.,"What sort of a fellow was this who stopped Miss Acton?" enquired the Admiral. "Was he a pauper? Broken clothes, whining voice, the suppliant's demeanour—that sort of thing?","Oh, aunt, whilst I think of it," cried Lucy, "poor Mr Eagle, the mate of the Minorca, is suffering badly from rheumatism in his ankles. He can hardly stand. I told him that I would ask you to send him something to ease him.","Mornin', neighbors," he greeted the men in the buckboard, "won't you pull in?","You bet. The wind's south. Have you got the worms dug?","No!",Billy sat down on a stump. "I don't bear no grudge, do you?" he asked.,"I should like," said the Admiral, "to have met Nelson. In all my going a-fishing I never fell in his way.","He lives, Acton," said the Admiral in a low voice. "Some brandy and water might bring him to.",Billy nodded. "Once. Flushed 'em at the top of the knoll and winged one bird. The rest of the covey flew into our barn-yard an' 'course he couldn't foller 'em in there.","You're right, Deacon," spoke Cobin Keeler..