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"So things went along fer a few years. Then come a letter from England to Roger Stanhope. Frank read it to me. Seems they wanted Stanhope back home, if he was alive; if not they wanted his son to come. Frank didn't even answer that letter. He says to me, 'Mr. Keeler, this spot's good enough fer me.' An' by gosh! he stayed.,"But where's Bill? Ain't he agoin?",But Mrs. Wilson was not her old cheerful self; far from it. Wilson realized this fact as soon as he opened the door. She raised stern eyes to her husband as he entered.,"I shall not be able to pay you anything this side my first command of the Minorca. If I hand you the sum of twenty-five guineas after my return, that is, when I am paid off[Pg 135] by Captain Acton, I believe you will not have much reason to complain, sir.","Look here, Bill," cried Maurice. "You don't want'a hurt Teacher Stanhope's feelin's, do you!",He glanced around in search of the boy. "Why, bless my soul, he's gone!" he exclaimed. "There's a youngster you'll need to watch close, teacher," he said grimly.,"From Oozles.","How do you know that?" asked the mother, eying him sharply.,"What's your name again?" he said.,"But I am going to marry Frank, Daddy," the girl would say softly.,Was this the brand of boy this Shagland Settlement bred, he wondered. If so, God help him and his precepts.,"She left the Harbour at about a quarter past eight this morning, sir," answered Weaver..