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"Well, sir, it's like this," said the man, pronouncing his words forcibly in his determination to show a bold front. "Us sailors who agreed to sail this 'ere ship to Kingston in Jamaica have got to hear that we are bound to another port, though where it is ain't know'd.","Why he's callin' us all the mean things he knows, I guess," laughed Billy. "We're in his way, you see.","Looks like it. Wonder who it kin be? Maybe somebody lookin' fer us.","Any relation, sir, of Lawrence of the Peterel and Curieux affair?" he cried.,Billy was out in mid stream now, swimming with swift, noiseless strokes toward the boat. Just as he reached it the willows along shore parted and two boys, both larger than himself, made a leap for the punt. Billy threw himself into the boat and as the taller of the two jumped for it his fist shot out and caught him fairly on the jaw. He toppled back half into the water. Billy seized the paddle and swung it back over his shoulder. The other boy halted in his tracks. Another moment and the punt was floating out in midstream.,"Nice boys don't fight." Billy shifted his feet uneasily, the movement bringing him a step or two closer to the other.,"And what do dogs and children think of you?" he asked, abruptly.,"I take it it's machinery an' stuff for a saw-mill," answered Billy moodily. "Is it?","Yep. They're in a can in my pocket. Did Croaker come back?" he inquired, as the two made their way down the path.,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.,He unpropped the root-house door and threw it open. Maurice hesitated on the threshold, peering into the darkness.,"Well, the lightnin' part of this un's about past us, Maurice. But the rain's comin'. Guess that ol' elm's done fer. She's dead, though, else she wouldn't burn like that. By hokey!" he broke off, "will you look here?".