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"Umph! I'm not so green as I look. I know whose they be. They're Ann's." "Keep quiet till they get past," cautioned Billy. "Say! we needn't have been so blamed careful about makin' our sneak if we'd knowed your Pa was away from home." "It's Anse's. We must have got 'em mixed when we was dressin'.".
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Billy nodded. "Yep, last night. He was asleep when that thing climbed in his winder an' tried to suck his blood away." "That is the end—there is no name." "She's a-running away with Mr Lawrence!" His mind was full of his son as he sat this[Pg 53] day at his dinner, which was put every afternoon punctually at half-past one upon the table whether Mr Lawrence was at home or whether he was not. The window at which the Admiral was wont of a pleasant evening to sit with his pipe was open; the room was small, with a low ceiling, but one should say a very dream of comfort to a nautical man. Its walls were embellished with pictures of sea-fights, of frigates engaging forts, of encounters between line-of-battle ships. A handsome telescope, a gift for some deed of valour, lay in brackets over the small, richly-carved sideboard..
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