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and returned to hiding. The gull worried me for another half 

 hour, and then gave me my wish. With glad heart I removed 

 the camera, left the birds in peace, and hurried back to the 

 life-saving station, in time to be taken across the bay, and, 

 elbowing through throngs of dark-faced celebrants in the 

 town, to catch the evening train for home. 





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