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Mrs. Burke had brought in a plate of cookies. Erie took one and held it up, as an enticement to Croaker.,"An' phwat is ut?" Old Harry's interest was real. He laid his pipe down on the table and leaned towards Billy.,"You found her?" cried Cobin, leaping up.,That night, after separating from Maurice, Billy went over to the Stanhope cottage. It was late but Frank Stanhope was standing beside the white gate, his arms folded on its top, his chin upon them.,It was, perhaps, just as well for Anson that he kept out of Billy's way during this period. However very little that Billy did was missed by his pale blue eyes. He knew that his step-brother had visited the haunted house alone and had searched it nook and corner. For what? He had seen him fasten his rabbit-foot to a branch of a tree and dig, and dig. For what? He wanted to find out but dared not ask. Perhaps Billy was going crazy! He acted like it. Anson made up his mind that he would confide his suspicions in his mother. But on the very day that he had decided to pour into Mrs. Wilson's ear all the strange goings-on of his brother, Billy caught him out on a forest-path alone and, gripping him by the shoulder, threatened to conjure up by means of witchcraft at his command a seven-headed dragon with cat-fish hooks for claws who would rip his—Anson's—soul to shreds if he so much as breathed to his mother one word of what he had seen.,"Let me conduct you into the cabin, madam," said the Admiral.,Elgin was about to answer when he caught a gasp from the watchers on the road. "Teacher's comin'!" went forth the cry.,"According to his yarn," said Eagle with sour solemnity, "they've rooned away with each other.","Where do you dine, Walter?","Oh, we'll soon stand her up again," said Captain Acton. "Did you recognise the Aurora?","Why don't you? The Sand-sharkers aren't above doin' it, are they?","Well, Tom, I reckon it's none of our funeral whether it turns up or not," growled the other. "We're gettin' paid well fer what we're doin', ain't we? If it turns up, Scroggie and the boss'll have to do their own worryin'.".