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Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 862    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

became a thing that is lost in the ocean. The tall man fl

all save a solitary fisherman under a large hat, and three boys in

m softly over t

began to move seaward on some unknown voyage. The freckled man laid his face to the water and swam toward the raft wit

led man's head looked at the shore like a round, brown eye, but his gaze was fixed on the ra

back and puffed. His bathing-dress spread about him like a dead balloon. The tall m

planks of the raft seemed to fit their tired limbs

he tall man. His compan

d them to peace. Lapping waves sang little rippling se

id the fr

said t

is g

y and t

tall man indolently twisted his head and watched the bird plunge it

an sleepily. "He must suffer from an endless cold in the head. He should

sen, and was look

ream. "Ted! Te

led man. "You remind me of when I put the

supreme eloquence. His companion up-rear

roared, as

d the tin roofs of huge hotels. The hands from the sea had pushed them

?" moaned the freckled man, wriggli

fascinate the tall man, and

or. He wheeled about and faced the freck

all comes from your accursed vanity, your bathing-su

anion reeled as if stric

Tom, Tom," wailed he, beseech

friend was occupied by

s were blending. The whistle of a locomotive sounde

avered the freckled man, "d

words over his shoulder. "You suppose I am going to accept all this calmly

began the f

d. "You've abducted me! That's the wh

he freckled man. "You

legs angrily in the water. Natural law compelled

ated near, tremulously waving a thousand legs. A row of porpoises trundled along like a process

ack and at either end of th

e for?" demanded the freckled

o like a bottle, we wouldn't

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