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"Then come on!" shouted Billy.,"No, surface.","Yes; since I am here I should like to see the ship," answered Lucy.,"I have met with several. To which did he refer?",Anson reflected, shuddering as a long low wail came from the forest.,"Hello," Anson accosted. "Goin' to school?",He came out of his abstraction with a start and glanced at her, almost guiltily. "Yes, Chick.",He returned to England, and went to his father ostensibly to seek a berth ashore, but for many months past he had been hanging about Old Harbour Town, an idler and a tippler, and handsome as he was, and brilliant[Pg 41] as had been his short naval story, he was not the man to commend himself to Lucy Acton as a husband whatever may have been her secret feelings in regard to his person and some points of his character.,"Oh gollies!" gasped Anson. "What's he huntin' copperheads fer, Bill?","I don't quite understand," said Captain Acton, gazing with friendly interest at the jolly, round, weather-dyed face of Sir William, whose looks certainly at this moment did not wear the jocund complexion they were used to carry.,The boys exchanged glances. The scheme was working! Mrs. Keeler went back to the basket on the table and started to remove the packages, one by one.,"If it's the owner's wish that this vessel shall be carried to another port, there she shall go; and so you have it. Now, go forward!" said Mr Lawrence, and he moved as though about to turn on his heel..