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"Good night," he echoed.,Then she opens the letter, and reads as follows:,"That's me," says Mona, glancing at him archly from under her long lashes.,"You expected to be hanged?" suggested Jen.,"Why, perhaps not," answered the Admiral. "He would be a fool as well as a villain for so doing. Take an opportunity of putting [Pg 115]the matter to him as you put it to me. I do not want to see your chance obstructed nor Captain Acton's kindness embarrassed by any action on the part of old Greyquill. And I beg, sir," continued the old officer speaking slowly and solemnly, "that during the rest of your time ashore you will behave with that discretion which can alone secure you the continuance of Captain Acton's goodwill. You are going to dine at 'The Swan'? I am sure you will understand what must signify a report that you were not master of yourself, for," continued the old Admiral with emphasis, "it is idle to believe that the best natured man in the world will confide his property and the care of valuable lives to the custody of a man who is not fit to take charge of himself.",“This milk happens to be cream. I’ve been wondering what kind of a dessert will take all this.”,"Yes," returns he with a smile. "I am Nicholas." He ignores the formal title. "Geoffrey, I expect, spoke to you of me as 'old Nick;' he has never called me anything else since we were boys.","We are not so altogether murderous as you seem to think," says Mona, half apologetically.,"Oh not for ever so long," returns she, with much and heartless unconcern. (His spirits sink to zero.) "Certainly not until Friday," she goes on, carelessly. (As this is Wednesday, his spirits once more rise into the seventh heaven.) "Or Saturday, or Sunday, or perhaps some day next week," she says, unkindly.,“Easy, mates. Kids, belay there, till we launch her!” This to the gaping youngsters always in the way.,Indeed, they wouldn’t go into the water! Oh, the horrid little goat!,When nine o'clock rang from the church tower across the park she laid down her tools with an air of great content..