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They
all
had
to
join
in
and
sing
the
chorus
,
and
shout
out
together
:
Damn
your
eyes
,
damn
your
eyes
,
but
it
would
be
fatal
to
let
the
tide
come
in
and
cover
up
all
the
good
hunting-grounds
before
they
got
on
to
the
beach
.
"
Fatal
,
"
Paul
agreed
,
springing
up
,
and
as
they
went
slithering
down
,
he
kept
quoting
the
guide-book
about
"
these
islands
being
justly
celebrated
for
their
park-like
prospects
and
the
extent
and
variety
of
their
marine
curiosities
.
"
But
it
would
not
do
altogether
,
this
shouting
and
damning
your
eyes
,
Andrew
felt
,
picking
his
way
down
the
cliff
,
this
clapping
him
on
the
back
,
and
calling
him
"
old
fellow
"
and
all
that
;
it
would
not
altogether
do
.
It
was
the
worst
of
taking
women
on
walks
.
Once
on
the
beach
they
separated
,
he
going
out
on
to
the
Pope
's
Nose
,
taking
his
shoes
off
,
and
rolling
his
socks
in
them
and
letting
that
couple
look
after
themselves
;
Nancy
waded
out
to
her
own
rocks
and
searched
her
own
pools
and
let
that
couple
look
after
themselves
.
She
crouched
low
down
and
touched
the
smooth
rubber-like
sea
anemones
,
who
were
stuck
like
lumps
of
jelly
to
the
side
of
the
rock
.
Brooding
,
she
changed
the
pool
into
the
sea
,
and
made
the
minnows
into
sharks
and
whales
,
and
cast
vast
clouds
over
this
tiny
world
by
holding
her
hand
against
the
sun
,
and
so
brought
darkness
and
desolation
,
like
God
himself
,
to
millions
of
ignorant
and
innocent
creatures
,
and
then
took
her
hand
away
suddenly
and
let
the
sun
stream
down
.
Out
on
the
pale
criss-crossed
sand
,
high-stepping
,
fringed
,
gauntleted
,
stalked
some
fantastic
leviathan
(
she
was
still
enlarging
the
pool
)
,
and
slipped
into
the
vast
fissures
of
the
mountain
side
.
And
then
,
letting
her
eyes
slide
imperceptibly
above
the
pool
and
rest
on
that
wavering
line
of
sea
and
sky
,
on
the
tree
trunks
which
the
smoke
of
steamers
made
waver
on
the
horizon
,
she
became
with
all
that
power
sweeping
savagely
in
and
inevitably
withdrawing
,
hypnotised
,
and
the
two
senses
of
that
vastness
and
this
tininess
(
the
pool
had
diminished
again
)
flowering
within
it
made
her
feel
that
she
was
bound
hand
and
foot
and
unable
to
move
by
the
intensity
of
feelings
which
reduced
her
own
body
,
her
own
life
,
and
the
lives
of
all
the
people
in
the
world
,
for
ever
,
to
nothingness
.
So
listening
to
the
waves
,
crouching
over
the
pool
,
she
brooded
.
And
Andrew
shouted
that
the
sea
was
coming
in
,
so
she
leapt
splashing
through
the
shallow
waves
on
to
the
shore
and
ran
up
the
beach
and
was
carried
by
her
own
impetuosity
and
her
desire
for
rapid
movement
right
behind
a
rock
and
there
--
oh
,
heavens
!
in
each
other
's
arms
,
were
Paul
and
Minta
kissing
probably
.
She
was
outraged
,
indignant
.
She
and
Andrew
put
on
their
shoes
and
stockings
in
dead
silence
without
saying
a
thing
about
it
.
Indeed
they
were
rather
sharp
with
each
other
.
She
might
have
called
him
when
she
saw
the
crayfish
or
whatever
it
was
,
Andrew
grumbled
.
However
,
they
both
felt
,
it
's
not
our
fault
.
They
had
not
wanted
this
horrid
nuisance
to
happen
.
All
the
same
it
irritated
Andrew
that
Nancy
should
be
a
woman
,
and
Nancy
that
Andrew
should
be
a
man
,
and
they
tied
their
shoes
very
neatly
and
drew
the
bows
rather
tight
.
It
was
not
until
they
had
climbed
right
up
on
to
the
top
of
the
cliff
again
that
Minta
cried
out
that
she
had
lost
her
grandmother
's
brooch
--
her
grandmother
's
brooch
,
the
sole
ornament
she
possessed
--
a
weeping
willow
,
it
was
(
they
must
remember
it
)
set
in
pearls
.
They
must
have
seen
it
,
she
said
,
with
the
tears
running
down
her
cheeks
,
the
brooch
which
her
grandmother
had
fastened
her
cap
with
till
the
last
day
of
her
life
.
Now
she
had
lost
it
.
She
would
rather
have
lost
anything
than
that
!
She
would
go
back
and
look
for
it
.
They
all
went
back
.
They
poked
and
peered
and
looked
.
They
kept
their
heads
very
low
,
and
said
things
shortly
and
gruffly
.
Paul
Rayley
searched
like
a
madman
all
about
the
rock
where
they
had
been
sitting
.
All
this
pother
about
a
brooch
really
did
n't
do
at
all
,
Andrew
thought
,
as
Paul
told
him
to
make
a
"
thorough
search
between
this
point
and
that
.
"
The
tide
was
coming
in
fast
.
The
sea
would
cover
the
place
where
they
had
sat
in
a
minute
.
There
was
not
a
ghost
of
a
chance
of
their
finding
it
now
.
"
We
shall
be
cut
off
!
"
Minta
shrieked
,
suddenly
terrified
.
As
if
there
were
any
danger
of
that
!
It
was
the
same
as
the
bulls
all
over
again
--
she
had
no
control
over
her
emotions
,
Andrew
thought
.
Women
had
n't
.
The
wretched
Paul
had
to
pacify
her
.
The
men
(
Andrew
and
Paul
at
once
became
manly
,
and
different
from
usual
)
took
counsel
briefly
and
decided
that
they
would
plant
Rayley
's
stick
where
they
had
sat
and
come
back
at
low
tide
again
.
There
was
nothing
more
that
could
be
done
now
.
If
the
brooch
was
there
,
it
would
still
be
there
in
the
morning
,
they
assured
her
,
but
Minta
still
sobbed
,
all
the
way
up
to
the
top
of
the
cliff
.
It
was
her
grandmother
's
brooch
;
she
would
rather
have
lost
anything
but
that
,
and
yet
Nancy
felt
,
it
might
be
true
that
she
minded
losing
her
brooch
,
but
she
was
n't
crying
only
for
that
.
She
was
crying
for
something
else
.
We
might
all
sit
down
and
cry
,
she
felt
.
But
she
did
not
know
what
for
.
They
drew
ahead
together
,
Paul
and
Minta
,
and
he
comforted
her
,
and
said
how
famous
he
was
for
finding
things
.
Once
when
he
was
a
little
boy
he
had
found
a
gold
watch
.
He
would
get
up
at
daybreak
and
he
was
positive
he
would
find
it
.
It
seemed
to
him
that
it
would
be
almost
dark
,
and
he
would
be
alone
on
the
beach
,
and
somehow
it
would
be
rather
dangerous
.
He
began
telling
her
,
however
,
that
he
would
certainly
find
it
,
and
she
said
that
she
would
not
hear
of
his
getting
up
at
dawn
:
it
was
lost
:
she
knew
that
:
she
had
had
a
presentiment
when
she
put
it
on
that
afternoon
.
And
secretly
he
resolved
that
he
would
not
tell
her
,
but
he
would
slip
out
of
the
house
at
dawn
when
they
were
all
asleep
and
if
he
could
not
find
it
he
would
go
to
Edinburgh
and
buy
her
another
,
just
like
it
but
more
beautiful
.
He
would
prove
what
he
could
do
.
And
as
they
came
out
on
the
hill
and
saw
the
lights
of
the
town
beneath
them
,
the
lights
coming
out
suddenly
one
by
one
seemed
like
things
that
were
going
to
happen
to
him
--
his
marriage
,
his
children
,
his
house
;
and
again
he
thought
,
as
they
came
out
on
to
the
high
road
,
which
was
shaded
with
high
bushes
,
how
they
would
retreat
into
solitude
together
,
and
walk
on
and
on
,
he
always
leading
her
,
and
she
pressing
close
to
his
side
(
as
she
did
now
)
.
As
they
turned
by
the
cross
roads
he
thought
what
an
appalling
experience
he
had
been
through
,
and
he
must
tell
some
one
--
Mrs.
Ramsay
of
course
,
for
it
took
his
breath
away
to
think
what
he
had
been
and
done
.
It
had
been
far
and
away
the
worst
moment
of
his
life
when
he
asked
Minta
to
marry
him
.
He
would
go
straight
to
Mrs.
Ramsay
,
because
he
felt
somehow
that
she
was
the
person
who
had
made
him
do
it
.
She
had
made
him
think
he
could
do
anything
.
Nobody
else
took
him
seriously
