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Show 12 so - " And they looked at Jennings' tiny figure, bobbing up and down in a curious circular motion --"rabbity." Louise thought the word over, and decided to amend: "Weaselly," she said. "Stoatish," said Phyllis. They waited, to let the air clear a moment, and were saved th*~ct 5 6 from further comment by a shifting breeze. Passing the channel, A the boat had reached the open sea, and the wind struck directly, causing them to take shelter in the lea of the cabin. Soon they were throbbing along parallel with the shore. The mountains rose steep and green; at times grey slate cliffs towered above, while at the edge of the water tumbled rocks played a dangerous accompaniment. The sun climbed higher; the women lay back, their faces in the shade; the children stretched out on the bench that lined the railing, and went to sleep. Time passed: an hour, an hour and a half, two. And, rounding a point, they saw the dock, an aged crumbling affair, isolated on its strip of beach. Everybody stirred. Evelyn returned tc her children, and as Furukawa warped the boat in, the passengers gathered their belongings. In a moment they were able to clamber ashore, carrying blankets, hampers, cameras, thermos jugs. "Where to, Sid?" "There's a good beach," he said, pointing to a thicket of pines and bamboos that blocked the view, "beyond the trees." The group moved off the dock and walked forward slowly, for |