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"A small convoy, sir, I think," said Captain Weaver.,"Where away?" yelled Captain Weaver from the side of the wheel.,"How," he exclaimed, "I am always being disappointed! If you turn off at the bridge I shall not be allowed more than ten minutes' talk with you.",The boys gazed at each other and Maurice's chuckle echoed Billy's, although it was raspy and hoarse.,The deacon sat silent, thinking. "What's their game, Tom?" he asked suddenly.,"There, there," cried the big-hearted woman, "of course it did.","And did he shoot your quail?" asked Scroggie.,Billy passed on slowly after his cows, up through the spicy pines to the pebbled beach of the lake, pondering for a solution to the biggest problem his young mind had ever had to wrestle with. He seated himself on the prow of the big fish-boat, his eyes on the thirsty cattle now belly-deep in the blue water, drinking their fill. Along the shore stood the big reels used for holding the seines and nets when not in use. The twine had been newly coal-tarred and the pungent odor of the tar mingled pleasingly with the breath of pine and the sweet freshness of the sun-warmed water.,"That will be mutiny. To refuse an order aboard ship is mutiny. In the Navy we hang men for that sort of conduct.","I think so—I hope so. I am very well disposed towards that scheme I have put into being—the construction of a sick-bay.[Pg 150] Every ship should have a sick-bay. You must agree with me, sir.","No, I didn't. Joe had left for Bridgetown to bring in a couple of duck-hunters to old man Swanson's. Clevelanders, they are, so I didn't see him.",Billy made no reply..