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Billy puckered up his lips, but his effort was a failure. "You try, Maurice," he said, "I can't jest keep the hole in my mouth steady long enough t' whistle." Apparently the boy did not hear the first question. "Mr. Ringold," he whispered, "I waited here to see you. The Sandtown fishermen are comin' to rob your orchard tonight." Was ever woman in this humour won?".
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With a bound, Billy was beside him, and peering through the rushes into the tiny bay in which they kept their boat. Billy turned quickly. "No more of that," he said. "This is my funeral—and the teacher's. Everybody else keep out of it." "Oh, you have done well. Acton will value your foresight. A sick-bay is a valuable detail in a ship's catalogue." She looked up at him suddenly with her eyes trembling cunningly again as when she asked the phantom to view her treasure, and with a look impossible to portray but which convinced him that she did not know him, and in a voice that was almost tender with its note of seeking after sympathy and help,[Pg 325] she exclaimed: "Are you come here to liberate me, to restore me to my father, who weeps because he thinks I am lost, to rescue me from the wicked arts of a treacherous man—oh, tell me so, tell me so!" she cried, springing to her feet, and extending her arms..
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