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Updated: May 9, 2025
Grenadiers of the Guard! the men of the Bridge of Lodi, of the Battle of the Pyramids and Mount Tabor, of Hochstadt and Hohenlinden. Kit recalled the tops of the Cocotie swarming with riflemen, and old Ding-dong's surprised disgust. Now he understood. On the success of this venture hung Napoleon's world-projects. Coute que coute, he had told Mouche, he must bring off this coup.
"I'll do my best, sir," said the boy, licking up his tears. "And not a bad best eether, as I know," came the squeezed voice. "And when you've won through to Nelson, as win through it's my firm faith you will and laid that there in his hand" his voice came in pants, and pauses, and with little runs "tell him I sarved him all I was able and give him my kind dooty old Ding-dong's dooty."
"Thank the Lord there's been nobbut one woman in ma life, and that's the one a man can't help. "What did I want with a pack? trashy wives?... Nay. Fear God; fight to a finish; and steer clear o them gals that's been old Ding-dong's rule o life: and it's the whole duty of a British seaman." The old man's hand stirred in the boy's.
"It looks more like a fort than a kitchen," whispered Kit, awed. "Ah, thereby hangs a tale!" replied the Parson. He drew up before the face on the wall. "You know who that is?" he asked, one hand on the boy's shoulder. Kit laughed. It was the face that had hung in old Ding-dong's cabin, that was hanging at that hour in thousands of English homes. "Indeed," said the boy ironically.
The great horror was overwhelming him. He shut his mind against it: still it crept in. Head swirled: brain lost grip of body: all was dissipation. O o oh! The voice of one of the Gang rose to his ears. It steadied him; recalling all that hung on him ... old Ding-dong's trust ... Nelson ... Duty.... The track led round a corner and ran away into nothing.
The boy gave old Ding-dong's dying message. "I thank you," said Nelson coldly. "Commander Harding always did what he believed to be his duty." Then the tenderness returned, and he put his hand on the boy's shoulder. "Come on deck," he said. The boy's throat was surging as he followed Nelson on deck. Now he would have died for the man whom twenty minutes before he could have knifed with joy.
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