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Mr Lawrence, with a ridiculing smile, said: "What do you know about waiting on people in the cabins of ships?","You have a neighbor named Stanhope, my predecessor, I understand," he said slowly.,At half-past eleven a carriage and pair drove through the gates and stopped in front of the house, and there fell from the box a groom in a livery of brass buttons and orange facings, who posted himself opposite the hall door and with crooked knee studied the entrance with trained intentness. He was not kept waiting long. The hall door was[Pg 85] opened, and Mr Bates, the butler, appeared with a shawl and rug and the pug. A few minutes later Miss Acton and Lucy entered the carriage, one nursing her pug, the other her terrier. And when some parcels were put in they were driven away.,You better be up and away!,"Oh Hully Gee!" yelled Jim Scroggie, "Wasn't that corkin'—Oh Mommer! An' what did you an' Maurice do with the weasels?",The others stood, awed, frightened.,Billy shook his head. "I dunno," he replied. "That's a hard question to answer.","I want'a know how you got them ink blots on your good clothes. Have you been a'wearin' 'em to school?" asked Mrs. Wilson.,"I've had our good friend Hinter for company, girlie," said her father, stroking the damp curls.,He unpropped the root-house door and threw it open. Maurice hesitated on the threshold, peering into the darkness.,Mrs. Wilson sank down on a chair. "Willium's right," she sighed. "Anson's mind is gettin' a little unbalanced. I'll have to put him on diet and feed him slippery-elm bark and alloways.",Maurice swallowed hard, "I'm blame fool enough fer anythin' since I got knocked silly by that bolt," he answered, "so I'm game if you are.".