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"D'ye mean handsome, Lucy?" said Captain Acton. "For the dog is that.","Is Mr Eagle on board?" asked Miss Acton.,"The news does not surprise me," said Lucy. "I think I told you this morning, sir, that Sir William wished to see you. Do you like the idea of commanding the Minorca?",Maurice stood up. "Where's Bill now?" he asked.,"I am on a visit to Old Harbour," said the Admiral, "to inspect the Minorca. Now that my son is in command of her I am doubly interested in the ship. Were you ever on board of her, Miss?","Well, we don't play the game that way in these parts," said Billy and passed on, unheedful of the uncomplimentary names the chagrined driller threw after him.,"Yep; she's cannin' thimble-berries. Jest wait till I get an armful of kindlin', an' I'll go in with you.","'Tis a very old-fashioned term, madam," said General Groves, "current in my time, but I question if much understood in this.","We got——" commenced Maurice, but Billy pinched his leg for silence.,"Nuthin'. Promised I wouldn't tell him no ghost stories fer a week if he'd help me out.",Billy shook his head. "No good, she'd be onto us bigger'n a barn. Tell you what we might do. We might take bad colds an' sorta work on her sympathies.","Oh, certainly not, and as a consequence the Aurora sails two feet to the Minorca's one. That schooner is almost due. She is commonly very punctual. She earns more money than the Minorca. No doubt all will have been well with her until she enters the Chops. But the Western squadrons have done great work. They have swept the French corsairs off the narrow waters and huddled the lily-livered rogues into their own ports. The Minorca is lightly armed: four eighteen-pounder carronades, for her business is to run and not to chase. You'll have to keep a bright look-out, sir. Your business must be to give your heels to everything that stirs your suspicion.".