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"Croaker, good old Croaker, come down and I'll get you a cookie," Erie begged. Mr John Eagle made no answer. "I take it it's machinery an' stuff for a saw-mill," answered Billy moodily. "Is it?".
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"Did she speak?" As the little craft rapidly approached, swept onwards by six powerful oarsmen, Lucy quickly began to distinguish the inmates who, in the stern sheets or aft, consisted of the Admiral, Mr Fellowes, and a stranger. She could also see what resembled a stretcher lying with its head upon the aftermost thwart and the heel upon an unoccupied space in the stern sheets. The girl trembled, and wondered, and stared. Where was her father? Who was the sick man? Where was Mr Lawrence? "Is the ship in sight?" exclaimed the Admiral. Mr Greyquill left his seat and stepped across with the missive to Captain Acton. The Captain glanced at the contents, and without reading extended the letter to the Admiral, saying: "Is this your son's writing, sir?".
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