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As Hinter picked up his hat Erie entered and the light words he was about to speak died on his lips at sight of the girl's stricken face. "You are tired," he said, in deep concern. "The work of tending the lights alone is too much for you. Why not let me send someone from the Settlement to help you, at least until your father is strong enough to take up his end of the work again?",Billy nodded. "Yep, last night. He was asleep when that thing climbed in his winder an' tried to suck his blood away.",Above him bent a face with tender blue eyes and red, half-smiling lips beneath a crowning glory as golden as frost-pinched maple leaf. And she would be at school in the morning! It was while pondering on how he might contrive to wear his Sunday clothes on the morrow that Billy fell asleep to dream that he was old man Scroggie's ghost and that he was sitting in the centre of Lake Erie with the big hardwoods bush on his knees, waiting for her to come that he might present it all to her.,But the lawyer, apparently, had nothing to tell them. Gravely he lifted his hat to Erie, threw a smile of good-fellowship to Billy and turned up the path to the cottage.,"Then s'posin' we try an' find out something 'bout 'em fer ourselves, eh?","I'm afraid I don't quite understand—" commenced the amazed Stanhope.,"But where is Lucy?" cried Miss Acton.,Hinter's face grew grave. "Perhaps," he answered. "I hope it is.","I have heard nothing of her, sister. Nobody saw her on the wharf at the time the Minorca sailed, and there was plenty about, labourers ashore, and sailors in the ships.","You kin stay if your want to, Willium," she said, "only see that you are home bright and early in the mornin'. Your Pa'll want you to help hill potaters.",Maurice shook his head. "It's maybe a cow!" he guessed hopefully.,"Well, maybe that ain't stealin' it, but if it ain't what would you call it, Willium?".