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"A wonderful region, all this world of islands," he said, waving his hand to the scenery rushing past us, "but doesn't it strike you there's something lacking?" A WONDERFUL REGION ALL THIS WORLD OF ISLANDS HE SAID WAVING HIS HAND TO THE SCENERY RUSHING PAST US BUT DOESN'T IT STRIKE YOU THERE'S SOMETHING LACKING
m and then bed. Who'll second me?" And two minutes later we were all diving from the boat into cool, deep water, that reflected a thousand moons as the waves broke away from us in countless ripples. We slept in blankets under the open sky, Sangree and I taking the outside places, and were up before sunrise to catch the dawn wind. Helped by this early start we were half-way home by noon, and then the wind shifted to a few points behind us so that we fairly ran. In and out among a thousand islands, down narrow channels where we lost the wind, out into open spaces where we had to take in a reef, racing along under a hot and cloudless sky, we flew through the very heart of the bewildering and lonely scenery. "A real wilderness," cried Dr. Silence from his seat in the bows where he held the jib sheet. His hat was off, his hair tumbled in the wind, and his lean brown face gave him the touch of an Oriental. Presently he changed places with Sangree, and came down to talk with me by the tiller. E CLEAN I PROPOSE A SWIM AND THEN BED WHO'LL SECOND ME AND TWO MINUTES LATER WE WERE ALL DIVING FROM THE BOAT INTO COOL DEEP WATER THAT REFLECTED A THOUSAND MOONS AS THE WAVES BROKE AWAY FROM US IN COUNTLESS RIPPLES WE SLEPT IN BLANKETS UNDER THE OPEN SKY SANGREE AND I TAKING THE OUTSIDE PLACES AND WERE UP BEFORE SUNRISE TO CATCH THE DAWN WIND HELPED BY THIS EARLY START WE WERE HALF WAY HOME BY NOON AND THEN THE WIND SHIFTED TO A FEW POINTS BEHIND US SO THAT WE FAIRLY RAN IN AND OUT ABOVE A THOUSAND ISLANDS DOWN NARROW CHANNELS WHERE WE LOST THE WIND OUT INTO OPEN SPACES WHERE WE HAD TO TAKE IN A REEF RACING ALONG UNDER A HOT AND CLOUDLESS SKY WE FLEWW THROUGH THE VERY HEART OF THE BEWILDERING AND LONELY SCENERY A REAL WILDERNESS CRIED JOHN SILENCE FROM HIS SEAT IN THE BOWS WHERE HE HELD THE JIB SHEET HIS HAT WAS OFF HIS HAIR TUMBLED IN THE WIND AND HIS LEAN BROWN FACE GAVE HIM THE TOUCH OF AN ORIENTAL PRESENTLY HE CHANGED PLACES WITH SANGREE AND CAME DOWN TO TALK WITH ME BY THE TILLER
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