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He stretched himself full length on the sand, and drank. When he arose, wiping his mouth, the cows had moved off lazily towards the Causeway. Billy did not follow at once. He did not want to miss the dance of the fire-flies above the darkening marsh along the Causeway, the twilight blush on the pine tips of Point Aux forest, the light-house gleam, nor the prayer-time hush of the mystery-filled rush-land. So he tarried beside the lake until the pines and cedars had melted into indistinct masses and the call of the whip-poor-will sounded faintly from far away. Then he turned homeward. "We must hoist foreign colours," said the Admiral quickly and decisively. "American, I should think; there are many Yankees afloat like the Aurora." "The Phœbe is bound to that port," again interrupted Mr Fellowes. "Hush," warned Billy. His heart was pounding..