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"But I ain't, Bill. Cross my heart, I ain't," protested Anson. "Why should I be?","He's movin' a saw-mill up into the big woods," thought Billy. "But where in the world did it come from!" he pondered as he looked after the creaking loads.,"Stop!" Mrs. Wilson had risen suddenly from her chair and stood pointing an accusing finger at Billy.,As he spoke, he saw another boat round the distant grass-point and put into Jerunda cut, the entrance to the main pond. The smile left his face. "Beat us to it, Moll," he sighed to the spaniel whose brown eyes had also glimpsed the skiff. "They'll be set by the time we get in an' they've got the pick of the ponds, no use denyin' that. We'll have to portage 'cross to a back slough an' all the ducks we'll get a chance at are them they miss. Well, cheer up," as the dog, sensing the disgust in his voice, growled deep in her throat.,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.,"She has ripped up her mattress and is throwing the inside of it round about her!" Mr Lawrence frowned, pursed his lip, and[Pg 297] stared upon the deck with a strange admixture of gloom and anger.,"Let me conduct you into the cabin, madam," said the Admiral.,Tom Holt, the proud possessor of a watch, consulted it. "Ten twelve an' a half," he answered, holding the dial to the moon-light. "Sandtown'll be sound asleep. Come on, let's go down to the lake an' make a haul.","It's Anse's. We must have got 'em mixed when we was dressin'.","Well, who did?" snapped Billy, glowering at his two bosom friends.,At the door he paused and turned toward Harry. "Where's Gibson's Grove?" he asked.,"But with the two of 'em," cried Billy eagerly, "we kin surely find the will, Harry.".