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Here again the fellow paused, apparently striving to find words to produce his picture.,"I for one should not need to meet Lord Nelson and hear him speak of your son to fully agree in what you say, Sir William," said Lucy.,"Ringdo, you old sweetheart!" cried the girl and, reaching for the big swamp-coon, gathered him into her arms.,"You must ask the Captain that, sir, if you want to know," Paul answered.,"Poor ol' beggar," he said gently.,One thing Billy saw which he could not understand. The greasy surface of the shallow pond was never still, but bubbled incessantly as porridge puffs and bubbles when it boils. It was as if the slimy creatures buried in the oozy bottom belched forth their poisonous breath as they stirred in sleep.,CHAPTER XV NELSON,"There's no good in threatening us with your armed crew. We agreed for Kingston," said a voice.,"Aw, say, Bill," protested Maurice, "I'm tired an' wet as a water-logged plank. Let her go. I'll tell Dad, an' he kin come after her tomorrow.","It's awful," said Billy in awed tones. "I got as far as the first pond. It was far enough for me.","What's she a-doing' of here?" enquired Pledge, pulling away his plate heavy with meat and fat.,"Boys," cried Billy in awed tones. "It's gone!".