CHAPTER XXVII. DOWN THE NEW JERSEY COAST.
"My gracious, we've sailed!"
The words came with a groan from Nelson. They were no longer at the dock in New York, but on the sea. What was to be done next?
"They are not going to carry me off!" he told himself, and rushed aft.
"Hullo! so you've got around again," sang out Captain Grabon, on catching sight of him.
"Yes, I've got around, and I want to know what this means."
"What what means, lad?"
"Why did you carry me off?"