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Forty years ago he had floated adrift on the sea in the for that -fish, and the jaws of the dog-fish are a very wide door; he had escaped the albicore and squid: his life had been one long series of miraculous escapes from death Out of a billion like him born in the same year, he and a few others only had survived

For thirty years he had kept the lagoon to hile He had known the pal, and he had known the reef even before the pal one upon another, would have made a mountain; yet he was as clear of enmity as a sword, as cruel and as soulless He was the spirit of the lagoon

E behind the swimmer He turned, saw it, dropped the oar andscull and stood with it poised, then she hurled it blade foremost at the form in the water, now fully visible, and close on its prey

She could not throw a stone straight, yet the scull went like an arrow to thethe pursued In a unwale, and he was saved

But the scull was lost