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CHAPTER VI THE RUSE THAT FAILED,"The lady, I presume, ate nothing?",With some astonishment Thomas Pledge answered: "I do, sir.",As the carriage went down a lane into the main road, it overtook Sir William Lawrence, who was stoutly trudging along in the [Pg 86]direction of Old Harbour, striking the ground as he went with a staff with the regularity of the pounding of a wooden leg whose owner marches steadily.,"Yes, sir, I do," was the answer, swiftly delivered, as is the characteristic of conviction.,Mr Lawrence kept the Minorca away a point or two that he might hold the convoy in view and hang upon their quarter without drawing close as though he was one of the convoyed ships, for it must be intelligible even to the most inexperienced in sea-going affairs that Mr Lawrence had no wish to invite the attention of one of those British men-o'-war.,He glanced at the window. It was raised but a few inches; exit was effectively closed in that direction. He made up his mind to reach for his hat and walk with dignity from the class, the church and those soulless, sinister-faced people who watched and waited gloatingly for his downfall. No, there was still a better plan. He would stagger and grope his way out like one who had been suddenly stricken with sickness. Yes, that was what he would do.,"So I come on an' I guess Mr. Maddoc had a whole lot of questions to ask fer he ain't come yet.","No, he ain't agoin'; and now, not another of your fool questions. Slick your hair down and go at once. Do you hear me?",Below his window sounded a whippoorwill's call. From the opposite side of the room came the long, regular snores of Anson. Billy sat up in bed and started to remove the tacks from the window screen.,"You're a pair of plotters," cried Erie, "and being a weak, helpless girl I suppose I'll have to agree with you and submissively roast those birds to suit your taste.",Billy felt his cheeks turn hot. "I might," he returned, "an' ag'in, I mightn't.".