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Sir William laughed.,"He didn't shoot, then!" cried the Admiral.,He glanced at her closely, struck by the odd note in her voice. "He seems a manly little chap," he said. "I must get to know him better.",Nevertheless it was an adventure fraught with danger to the schooner, and neither the Admiral nor Captain Acton needed to be informed that had the weather been a little thicker and the brig a knot or two faster so that she could have brought the schooner within range of her broad-side, it was odds if the fall of a mast or the ruin of a sail had not resulted in the Aurora's company finding a lodging in the brig or under hatches in their own little ship and sailing for the nearest French port, with the pursuit of the Minorca immediately ended.,"How? Unarmed!" exclaimed Nelson.,"What is she, do you think?" said Captain Acton.,"Has news been received of her?","He's gone," Maurice answered his chum's look. "Took to his heels when the lightnin' struck that elm. The shock knocked us both down. He was gone when I come to.","An' that's why you throwed it," exclaimed the admiring Maurice. "Gosh, nobody else would'a thought of that.",Billy glanced at him quickly, a troubled look in his eyes. "N-no," he said, "you bet I don't.","And it's you who's gain' to see that he gets cared for all winter, ain't it?","Look here, Bill," cried Maurice. "You don't want'a hurt Teacher Stanhope's feelin's, do you!".