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And, "No!" Honey always answered "Trust that Dogan to take care of

hiradually across the island to the other side There the

beach was slashed by many black, saw-toothed reefs The sea leaped up

upon them on one side and the trees bore down upon them on the other

The air was filled with tumult, the hollow roar of the waves, the

strident hum of the pines For the first day, Pete entertained hi fro only to

look listlessly off at the horizon, clih while he stared absently back over the island But

although his look fixed on the restless peacock glitter of the sea, or

the reen cushions that the massed trees made, it was evident

that it took no account of theaze on its half-seen vision

The second , he arose, bathed, breakfasted, lay for an hour in

the sun; then drew pencil and paper from his pack He wrote furiously

If he looked up at all, it was only to gaze theover his work

In the midst of one of these periods of absorption, a flower fell out of

the air on his paper It was a brilliant, orange-colored tropical bloo and so freshly plucked that it dashed his verse with dew For an

instant he stared stupidly at it Then he looked up

Just above his spread broad

like a butterfly's, floated Clara Her body was sheathed in green vines,