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Ballantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael), 1825-1894

"The Coral Island A Tale of the Pacific Ocean"

I didn't say I
wanted to _have;_ I said that I wanted to _do."_
"By-the-bye," said I, interrupting their conversation, "I am reminded
by this that we have not yet discovered the nature of yon curious
appearance that we saw near the water-spouts, on our journey round the
island. Perhaps it would be well to go for that purpose."
"Humph!" ejaculated Peterkin, "I know the nature of it well enough."
"What was it?" said I.
"It was of a _mysterious_ nature to be sure!" said he, with a wave
of his hand, while he rose from the log on which he had been sitting
and buckled on his belt, into which he thrust his enormous club.
"Well, then, let us away to the water-spouts," cried Jack, going up to
the bower for his bow and arrows; "and bring your spear, Peterkin. It
may be useful."
We now, having made up our minds to examine into this matter, sallied
forth eagerly in the direction of the water-spout rocks, which, as I
have before mentioned, were not far from our present place of abode. On
arriving there we hastened down to the edge of the rocks and gazed over
into the sea, where we observed the pale-green object still distinctly
visible, moving its tail slowly to and fro in the water.
"Most remarkable!" said Jack.
"Exceedingly curious!" said I.
"Beats everything!" said Peterkin.
"Now, Jack," he added, "you made such a poor figure in your last
attempt to stick that object, that I would advise you to let me try it.


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