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"Have you secured a berth, Miss?" asked the Admiral, with a hearty, jolly smile. Lost Man's Swamp, so called because it was said that one straying into its depths never was able to extricate himself from its overpowering mists and treacherous quicksands, was lonely and forsaken. It lay like a festering sore on the breast of the world—black, menacing, hungry to gulp, dumb as to those mysteries and tragedies it had witnessed. It was whispered that the devil made his home in its pitchy ponds, which even in the fiercest cold of winter did not freeze. Hinter's voice brought him back to himself. "He is blind, they tell me, Billy.".
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