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"I don't want to go swimmin'" wailed Maurice, "but I do want'a walk a bit out through the woods, Ma.","All the same we must mind our eye," said Captain Acton. "Shorten sail, Captain Weaver! But furl nothing! And stand by to get away close hauled on the larboard tack before we're within gunshot.","Very true, sister," said Captain Acton, "and I hope we are all grateful; I am sure I am. I was very well pleased with our friend Mr Lawrence last night. I witnessed nothing in him that I could have wished not to see. I do not know that I ever met a more gentlemanlike man. He holds himself very well. He has a fine figure, and I like his type of good looks; it is manly. The face is a little weather-worn perhaps.","It's got to do with us all, sir, not alone with me," was the answer.,"A little.",Mr Lawrence smiled. When his smile was dictated by some honest or candid emotion, free from irritation or contempt, or any of the passions which make merriment forced and alarming, the expression gave a particular pleasure to the beholder. It was full of heart, and seemed to lighten his beauty of much of its burden of wear and tear.,"Coming up from behind, so Moll says.","Hokey-pokey Bamboo Brake—,CHAPTER VIII LUCK RIDES THE STORM,Billy's gaze followed hers. High above the trees a black speck came speeding toward them, a speck which grew quickly into a bird, a big, black bird, who knew, apparently, just where he was going.,"I guess whatever Lou says is jest about right, eh?","It is a draft or copy," said Captain Acton. "It is undated, and it is without the formal beginning of My dear, etc.".