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The fellow ceased. He had told all he had to relate, and he was by no means such a fool as not to see in his listener's face that he had related much more than enough. He scratched his thigh as a monkey would, and fell to waiting upon his master.,After further endearments between this devoted father and his daughter, Captain Acton closed her cabin door and went on deck.,"I guess we've struck into the big woods," Billy informed him. "Anyways, the trees are gettin' thicker the further we go.","Have you spoke any ships lately?" asked Captain Weaver.,As a quick step sounded outside, she lowered herself slowly to a high-backed chair and waited, hands locked closely upon her lap.,"She will be arriving shortly, I think.","Walk in, Captain Weaver. Pray, take that chair," said Captain Acton. "I can ask you no questions until I make you acquainted with what has happened.",Harry paused and sat looking away, a reminiscent smile on his face.,"Your telescope is in the hall, sir," said the Admiral. "But your sight is very good. I presume that you are aware that your ship has left her berth, and is not in the Harbour.",Billy frowned. "Who?",Captain Weaver reflected. "To-day, sir," he said, "is Toosday. I'll engage to be under way by Saturday.",He had suddenly sunk in reflection and did not answer her..