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For the idea of there being a dog on this forsaken island that was only able to support a snake and two toads was distinctly ludicrous, and I remember Maloney, half way through his burnt porridge, capping the announcement by declaring that he had heard a "Baltic turtle" in the lagoon, and his wife's expression of frantic alarm before the laughter undeceived her. But the next morning Joan repeated the story with additional and convincing detail. FOR THE IDEA OF THERE BEING A DOG ON THIS FORSAKEN ISLAND THAT WAS ONLY ABLE TO SUPPORT A SNAKE AND TWO TOADS WAS DISTINCTLY LUDICROUS AND I REMEMBER MALONEY HALF WAY THROUGH HIS BURNT PORRIDGE CAPPING THE ANNOUNCEMENT BY DECLARING THAT HE HAD HEARD A BALTIC TURTLE IN THE LAGOON AND HIS WIFE'S EXPRESSION OF FRANTIC ALARM BEFORE THE LAUGHTER UNDECEIVED HER BUT THE NEXT MORNING JOAN REPEATED THE STORY WITH ADDITIONAL AND CONVINCING DETAIL
eliness of our situation, our remote isolation in this wilderness of sea and rock, and how the islands in this tideless Baltic ocean lay about us like the advance guard of a vast besieging army. Its entry, as I say, was gentle, hardly noticeable, in fact, to most of us: singularly undramatic it certainly was. But, then, in actual life this is often the way the dreadful climaxes move upon us, leaving the heart undisturbed almost to the last minute, and then overwhelming it with a sudden rush of horror. For it was the custom at breakfast to listen patiently while each in turn related the trivial adventures of the night—how they slept, whether the wind shook their tent, whether the spider on the ridge pole had moved, whether they had heard the toad, and so forth—and on this particular morning Joan, in the middle of a little pause, made a truly novel announcement: "In the night I heard the howling of a dog," she said, and then flushed up to the roots of her hair when we burst out laughing.  ME REALISE THE UNPLEASANT LONELINESS OF OUR SITUATION OUR REMOTE ISOLATION IN THIS WILDERNESS OF SEA AND ROCK AND HOW THE ISLANDS IN THIS TIDELESS BALTIC OCEAN LAY ABOUT US LIKE THE ADVANCE GUARD OF A VAST BESIEGING ARMY ITS ENTRY AS I SAY WAS GENTLE HARDLY NOTICEABLE IN FACT TO MOST OF US SINGULARLY UNDRAMATIC IT CERTAINLY WAS BUT THEN IN ACTUAL LIFE THIS IS OFTEN THE WAY THE DREADFUL CLIMAXES MOVE UPON US LEAVING THE HEART UNDISTURBED ALMOST TO THE LAST MINUTE AND THEN OVERWHELMING IT WITH A SUDDEN RUSH OF HORROR FOR IT WAS THE CUSTOM AT BREAKFAST TO LISTEN PATIENTLY WHILE EACH IN TURN RELATED THE TRIVIAL ADVENTURES OF THE NIGHT HOW THEY SLEPT WHETHER THE WIND SHOOK THEIR TENT WHETHER THE SPIDER ON THE RIDGEPOLE HAD MOVED WHETHER THEY HAD HEARD THE TOAD AND SO FORTH AND ON THIS PARTICULAR MORNING JOAN IN THE MIDDLE OF A LITTLE PAUSE MADE A TRULY NOVEL ANNOUNCEMENT IN THE NIGHT I HEARD THE HOWLING OF A DOG SHE SAID AND THEN FLUSHED UP TO THE ROOTS OF HER HAIR AS WE BURST OUT LAUGHING
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