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From the bay-waters came the lonely cry of a loon, from the marshes the booming of night-basking bullfrogs. The hoot of the owl sounded faintly from the forest beyond; the yap of a foraging fox drifted through the night's stillness from the uplands.,The conversation at the Admiral's instance, and to his own and the relief of Captain Acton and his daughter, was now changed into a few questions and answers which have nothing whatever to do with this narrative; and after a visit that had lasted about twenty minutes, Mr Fellowes took his leave, cordially and with a hearty handshake bidding his old captain God-speed and farewell, and bowing with dignity and much respect and a pleasant kindness of expression of face to Captain Acton,[Pg 425] and the sweet girl whose story, had the Admiral or Captain Acton thought fit to relate it, would no doubt have exchanged his light, superficial, uncritical regard into a gaze of admiration and astonishment.,"You, Anse!" came Mrs. Wilson's voice. "Have I gotta limber you up with the strap, after all?",Billy turned on him. "If you want'a make fun of a charm, why all right, go ahead," he said coldly. "Only I know I wouldn't do it, not if I wanted it to save me from a ghost, anyway.","Yes, sir," answered Captain Weaver, "I took notice of him on the fok'sle.","How many?" whispered Stanhope.,"I want'a know how you got them ink blots on your good clothes. Have you been a'wearin' 'em to school?" asked Mrs. Wilson.,"So I did," she exclaimed. "You stay right here an' I'll go back and take it out now.","No, sir. When am I to leave this ship?","I should think I do, sir," answered Paul, grinning.,"That's my business," said Billy.,CHAPTER XVIII THE METTLE OF THE BREED.