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"It means, o' course, that we'll get no more fish," spoke up the practical Scraff.,"Oh!" she cried and hid her face on her arms.,Maurice had rolled backward off the log, the while he emitted cries that would have done a scalp-hunting Indian credit. "Three cheers fer Bill!" he yelled. "He discovered Lost Man's Swamp oil field. Trigger Finger Tim ain't got nuthin' on our Bill.","And did you hear anythin' of what passed between 'em, Billy?","He went back to take up the decoys and bring in the boats," answered Stanhope. "Oh, Billy's used to roughing it. He'll be back directly.","Send George at once," said Captain Acton, "with the gig as fast as the mare can trot to Captain Weaver. He must call at his house first—the Paragon out of Lower Street. If not at home, he must find out where he is, and drive him back here with express orders from me that I must see him without loss of an instant's time.",CHAPTER XVI BILLY MEETS A DIVINITY,"Harry O'Dule," she gasped, as he swung the gate wide, "is it re'lly you?",Maurice, who had climbed the fence so as to get a glimpse of the interior of his home through a window, whistled softly as his eyes took in the scene within.,Lou knit her brows in thought. "No," she disagreed, "if you had been that frightened you would not have come to the grove at all.",Landon went on slowly to the kitchen. With his hand on the door-latch he paused and a smile lit his seamed face. Above the clatter of dishes came a girl's sweet soprano:,"It's Croaker," Billy whispered. "Stand right still, Lou, an' we'll watch an' find out what his game is.".