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Billy addressed his chum in tones so low the deaf woman could not hear. "Now, maybe you'll think I know what I'm doin'," he commenced, then jumped guiltily, as a cry of indignation came from the other side of the room. Mrs. Keeler was untying the parcels, one after another, and emptying their contents in the basket. Billy stared. Each of the parcels contained—sawdust.,He turned abruptly away to follow the wagons but Billy's voice stopped him.,It was late afternoon when Billy stepped into his punt and with swift, strong strokes sent it skimming toward the duck-ponds. At the point where the shore curved abruptly he lifted his hat and waved to the man and girl watching him from the pier.,They were moving off, and Billy did not hear the rest of the sentence. As they entered the main run, the smaller man called: "Hey, sonny, whereabouts is the best point in yonder?",As a quick step sounded outside, she lowered herself slowly to a high-backed chair and waited, hands locked closely upon her lap.,"It seems to be the only thing that helps," gasped Landon as he swallowed the draught.,"Ay, but I wasn't paid to lose my leg," called out the man.,"So help me God, yes, then, as I sit here," answered Mr Eagle.,He was silent for a time. "Just as you like," he said at length. "If his comin' annoys you, dear, you tell him so.","You must ask the Captain that, sir, if you want to know," Paul answered.,* * * * * * * *,"What did she say to you?".