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"Have you seen a letter," cried Mr Lawrence, "a broad piece of paper folded into four lying in the road?",The deacon started. "Yes, did he tell you about it?","Then let's get out of his way. I suppose he thinks we have no business here and maybe he's right. Where shall we go, Billy?","To Walter Lawrence, Esquire., R.N., in command of Captain Acton's barque-rigged vessel named the Minorca.,"She remained on board, and is in my cabin, and I shall occupy the cabin which was fitted up professedly for a sick-bay.","But that's shure the ould man's secret, Billy," pleaded Harry. "It's not a foine chap as ye are would be wheedlin' it out av me, now?",The speaker paused, his face aglow. "I managed to cast that painter loose and the boy caught it as he shot past us. Then I felt the skiff straighten and I heard him shout again, 'Bale! bale like fury!' So I baled and baled and by and by we shipped less water than I managed to throw out. All this time that youngster was hauling us in to safety. I don't know who the boy is, but let me tell you this, my friend, if I was his daddy I'd be the proudest man on the face of the earth.",Here this fine old seaman fairly broke down, and stepping to the bulwarks, hid his face in his hands, whilst convulsion after convulsion seemed to rend his sturdy figure.,"No, I don't either, I mean his and Scroggie's game; of course Scroggie's behind him.","How sits the wind?" enquired Captain Acton, who being used to his daughter's occasional absence took no particular interest in her failure that morning to attend the breakfast table.,"Sister, is your opinion of Lucy such that[Pg 191] you imagine she can have anything to do with Mr Lawrence unknown to me?","'All right,' says I, and he put a silver dollar in me fist and wint away wid his companion..