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"He's down to the far medder, watchin' the gap, Maurice. Don't you go near him.",It was almost dark when he reached the little log sugar-shanty which housed his pets. He had hidden a lantern in a hollow log against such night visits as this and he paused to draw it out and light it before proceeding to the menagerie. As he rounded the shanty, whistling softly, and anticipating how glad Spotba, Moper, the owl, and all the other wild inmates would be to see him, he paused suddenly, and the whistle died on his lips. Somebody had been snooping about his menagerie! The prop had been taken from the door.,"Has news been received of her?",Having quaffed his customary draught of delight from the picture before him Caleb resumed his walk to the store, pausing at its door to straighten into place the long bench kept there for the accommodation of visiting customers. As he swung the bench against the wall he bent and peered closely at two sets of newly-carved initials on its smooth surface.,Mr. Ringold fairly gasped. "Oh, the thankless, misguided wretches!" he exclaimed. "And to think that we were foolish enough to feel that we hadn't treated 'em with Christian kindness. Did you hear 'em say what time they was comin', boy?",The girl shuddered. "I know they hang for piracy!" she exclaimed. "It is what must happen if you convey him to England.","I was sent down here to give you a message, Mr. Shipley," said Billy.,"Does it, Billy, does it?" cried the man, eagerly.,"I'll return soon," Hinter promised. "Don't worry about anything. A speedy recovery—and good night.",He bowed to Mr Adams, and again set off with the Admiral for Old Harbour House.,Erie laughed softly, "I know very well you've had a hand in his reform, Billy," she said.,"Look ye," he cried, holding it aloft. "The fairies' magic arrer, ut is, an' ut niver fails t' fall on the spot where the treasure lies hidden. Foind Scroggie's buried money ut would have long ago if ut wasn't fer the ould man's spirrut that roams the grove. As I told ye afore, ut's no charm ag'in the spirruts av the departed, as yon grave-yard rabbit's fut is.".