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The hands that held the letter were red and hard and blunt-fingered,
but not large. They did not look feminine, however; not in the least.
The light tap of the girl's heels as she stepped on the bare floor at
the foot of the stairway aroused this person, who turned, revealing a
rather grim, weather-beaten face, lit by little sharp brown eyes that
proceeded to stare at Louise Grayling with frank curiosity.
"Humph!" ejaculated the woman.
Oh, it was a woman, Louise could now see, although Betty Gallup boasted
a pronounced mustache and a voice both deep and hoarse, while she
looked every inch the able seaman she was.
"Humph!" she exclaimed again. "You don't look much like a pirate,
that's one comfort!"
Louise burst into gay laughter--she could not help it.
"I see by this letter Cap'n Abe left for me that you're his niece--his
ha'f sister's child--name, Louise Grayling; and that you've come to
stay a spell."
"Yes," the girl rejoined, still dimpling. "And I know you must be Mrs.
Gallup!"
"Bet Gallup.


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