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Maurice was climbing a tall poplar standing on the bank of the creek. "I say, Billy," he cried excitedly. "There she is, jest 'round the bend. They've beached her in that piece of woods. It's Joe LaRose an' Art Shipley that took her, I'll bet a cookie. They're always goin' 'cross there to hunt fer turtle's eggs.","Who'd be a sailor in the Merchant Service!" exclaimed General Groves.,"Certainly," was the answer.,"I have heard Mr Lawrence highly spoken of. When I was last in London I met Pettigrew of the Circe, and he was telling me of a cutting-out affair in which your son was engaged in the West Indies—Antigua, I think. Nothing could have been more gallant than his conduct.","I'm not afraid of no dog, Mr. Hinter," said Billy, "but I've been told your dogs are half wolf. Is that so?","Go in presently and see if she's done, and ask if she'll have some fruit pie or cake, and report if the tray is still on the deck.",Here the conversation was stayed for a minute or two by the entrance of a footman with a tray of sandwiches and cakes, and ale for Captain Weaver, and wine, and the like.,"Who knows what lies before us?" said Captain Acton.,Caleb's face grew stern. "I told you, Harry O'Dule, that I'd give you no more liquor," he replied.,He motioned to his friend, and the two went over to the window and talked together in low tones.,Maurice nodded, his face grave.,"No other name?—no matter; Paul will do very well for the books.".