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He caught his breath and stood with lifted face, as the white light swept it, lingered on it, drew from it reluctantly.,Anson got out of bed, his white legs gleaming in the yellow lamp-light as he tiptoed softly across to Billy's cot and lay down.,Something like a muffled chuckle came from behind the stairway door, but the good woman, intent on her grievance, did not hear it. Wilson heard, however, and let the boot-jack fall to the floor with a clatter. He picked it up and carried it over to its accustomed peg on the wall, whistling softly the tune which he had whistled to Billy in the old romping, astride-neck days:,"'All this time,' I says, an' to save my life I couldn't help laughin' at the look on his face. He knowed right then that I had put up a job on him but he couldn't figure out how.",Maurice squirmed. "It seemed a lot longer than two weeks," he said faintly.,So with the bird perched on his shoulders, muttering a strange jargon of endearments and throaty chuckles in his ear, Billy turned up the path, thinking still of a pair of blue eyes and a voice that had called him "Billy.",Mr Lawrence made no answer, and Mr Pledge seeing that he was to go, went on deck by the only exit, namely, the companion ladder. Immediately after he had passed through the hatch the steward Paul descended.,"You dog! D'ye know I'm second mate?[Pg 275] Answer me, or I'll flay ye before sundown," said Pledge, turning scarlet.,"I say we kin have Louie over, too, Willium," Mrs. Wilson suggested once again.,Captain Acton told Paul to fetch some, and the wild, deformed creature of the forest, as Lucy had called him, sped from the cabin on the errand.,"Yep, cross my heart, an' spit on my thumb," grinned Billy.,"I suppose, sir," said Miss Acton to the[Pg 165] Admiral, "that there is no further news of the descent of the French.".