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"Bill," Anson's voice was husky with terror. "You won't let him touch me, will you, Bill?" "And who are these two men? What have they done?" "What do you see? The French Flotilla?" cried Miss Acton in a voice tremulous with agitation. She darted her eyes through her glasses over the sea..
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"Well, it's time you did think. Now you know that ol' Scroggie left him everythin' he owned, don't you?" Maurice grumblingly did his share of the driving. It was no easy task to pilot that big, rangy sow into the safe harbor of the Keeler barnyard but done it was at last. As he rounded in one of his fore-breakfast strolls, Captain Acton stepped out of the deck-house, for this schooner was furnished with a deck structure a little sunk so that you entered it by a short flight of steps, and in front of it[Pg 347] stood the wheel. The house contained six berths each lighted with a window; the foremost larboard berth was the pantry, and next door to it, abutting upon the sleeping place which the Admiral occupied, was the spare room for Lucy. "Well, what of it? Maurice found him a soft hidin' place and good pasture on his Dad's farm, didn't he?".
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