Page:Barbour--For the freedom from the seas.djvu/271

This page needs to be proofread.

THE FREEDOM OF THE SEAS

hope. But presently the bugle called, winches clattered all over the harbor and the fleet followed. Nelson could have wept. The fine adventure had come to nothing in the end but the old, old story: convoying! Ferris summed it up in one bitter word: "Stung!"