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"He's awful mad," grinned Billy. "He's been keepin' this find to himself fer a long time." At sound of his master's voice Croaker paused in his harangue and promptly changed his tactics. He swooped down to Billy's shoulder and rubbed the top of his glossy head against the boy's cheek, whispering low and lying terms of endearment.,"How do you know that?" asked the mother, eying him sharply.,After further endearments between this devoted father and his daughter, Captain Acton closed her cabin door and went on deck.,"That Croaker's a witch? Of course he's a witch, an' so's Ringdo. They both know exactly what you're thinkin', an' what you're doin'. Listen, you," as Anse shivered. "Didn't you dream, jest t'other night, that Croaker was bendin' over you to peck your eyes out?",His last words were drowned in the wind. Already he was dragging the punt from the reeds. A moment later Stanhope heard the dip of his oars as he rounded the point and put the tiny craft into the seas and his cheerful hail, "I'll be back soon, teacher.",It was a charming spring morning, warm as June and brilliant as a diamond. The sea was white with the light of the sun, and the radiance of the water clarified the sky into a tender azure, along which floated a number of little mother-of-pearl clouds brushed by a breeze which kept sea and land in motion with a feathering of ripples and the dance of shadows.,Captain Acton paused for a few moments at the foot of the companion ladder with a grave smile on his face.,"Mr Greyquill!" cried Miss Acton. "Why, he may have come with news of Lucy. Bid him step in!",She flashed her hands to her forehead, sobs seemed to shake her, she turned on her heel and went to the big stern window, and looked out upon the sea.,Just then the door was opened, and the footman announced "Admiral Sir William Lawrence.","No, sir.","Yep, an' everythin' else is jest like you said, too, only the red streaks have gone from above the trees now.".