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Through the dusky twilight, soft with woodland dews and sweet with odor of ferns and wild flowers, Billy walked slowly. For the first time in long days his heart felt at peace. The canker of loneliness that had gnawed at his spirit was there no longer. It was a pretty good old world after all.,Harry bowed low. Mrs. Wilson passed through the gate, beaming commendation on him from misty eyes. He closed the gate slowly, his clean shaven, wrinkled face working. He stood and watched her until the bend in the road hid her. Then, placing his tall hat jauntily on his grizzled locks, he turned and walked smartly in the opposite direction.,"Cause I'm goin' down an' find him. I'll beg you off this time, Anse, if you'll do as I say.","You will find him fully qualified in that, and in all else. A smarter seaman never trod shipboard.",Something like a sigh escaped the man who listened to this edict. He took a lagging step or two forward.,"There's no good in threatening us with your armed crew. We agreed for Kingston," said a voice.,"I'll talk things over with Billy in the mornin'," promised Wilson as he took the boot-jack from its peg.,"Oh, say no more, sir, about that. I am pleased with the idea of a Naval officer being in charge of my ship.",Billy, who had squared away at his breakfast, spoke with his mouth full. "We're goin' to have 'em fer dinner," he informed his hostess.,The story was to Captain Acton's taste, and he laughed with enjoyment.,"I don't want Maurice," Billy hastened to explain. "Ma wants Missus Keeler to come over an' give her a hand, so I'm on my way to tell her. Honest, Mr. Keeler, that's right.",Mr Greyquill shrugged his shoulders..