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The boys reached there first, and were joined by the others two or three minutes later. Fortunately Nugget's paddle was not lost. He had found it stranded along the shore while on his way to the mill that morning. The boys lingered a moment to shake hands with their kind hearted friend, and thank him for his services. "That's all right," said the miller, "only too glad to oblige you.
"Nugget will lend you his yachting cap." "Of course I will," said Nugget in all seriousness. "Say, Ned," he whispered, coming up close, "I I have a white shirt in my bag and a dotted vest. I thought they might come in handy. You are quite welcome to them, you know, if " Nugget's indiscreet confession went no further. Ned rolled on the ground, choking with laughter. He actually couldn't help it.
It was not many days, therefore, before the excitement caused by Buck's raid and the Nugget's disappearance began to subside. Within a week both episodes had been shelved as subjects of conversation, and the school had settled down to its normal humdrum life. To me, however, there had come a period of mental unrest more acute than I had ever experienced.
Nugget's cry of alarm was the first thing that Ned heard when he recovered his footing, and he found himself almost breast deep in water. He was shivering with cold and with something else as well, for he realized the full meaning of the disaster, and for a moment he was sick and faint. "I'm all right, Nugget," he shouted. "Stay where you are. Don't move a foot."
The girl giggled, delighted at being the centre of so much observation. The band stopped playing, and the dancers crowded round. Word was passed down that it was a "toff darncin' with Nugget's donah," and from various parts of the room black-coated duplicates of Nugget hurried swiftly to the scene. The doorkeeper turned to Gordon. "You 'd best get your mate out o' this," he said.
If nothing else had happened to spoil the success of that sortie, the Nugget's depressing attitude would have done so. Of all things, it seems to me, a forlorn hope should be undertaken with a certain enthusiasm and optimism if it is to have a chance of being successful. Ogden threw a gloom over the proceedings from the start. He was cross and sleepy, and he condemned the expedition unequivocally.
The Nugget's complaints, which I had momentarily succeeded in checking, burst out afresh as the rain swept in at the open door and lashed our faces. Certainly it was not an ideal night for a ramble. The wind was blowing through the opening at the end of the yard with a compressed violence due to the confined space.
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