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road, when, after the lapse of only a few minutes, as 

 the car continued along the road at a walk, the 

 driver — perched up as he was on his seat — suddenly 

 shouted in a sort of hoarse whisper "The Geese, 

 sorr ! the Geese!" I said, "Where?" Then, as he 

 pointed almost at a right angle on the right of the 

 road to a hollow that lay about 150 yards off, one 

 Goose's head could be seen just above a sort of 

 embankment there was, that concealed the rest of 

 the flock from our view. When I saw where they 

 were I said " Drive on, drive on, for goodness sake 

 go on or they will all be off," or something to that 

 effect. When we got about 300 yards further along 

 the road, I got out of the car and thought I would 

 try and stalk them, so, putting on a pair of seaman's 

 oilskin trousers over my own, I went down on my 

 hands and knees and tried to get near them on the 

 soakine wet boof ; but the birds were a considerable 

 distance from me, and my mode of progression so 

 slow, and the whole thing so laborious in these 

 crackling sailor's oilskins, that after going some 

 distance like this I gave up the idea and thought I 

 would await John's return and consult him. I had 

 not lone to wait. On thinkino- the matter over, we 

 decided the best plan would be to turn the car 

 round, drive back — the driver to get off his seat and 

 all three of us walk on the reverse side, i.e., keep 

 the car between us and them, then as soon as we 

 got opposite to the place where they were the car 

 was to keep going on, whilst we made a run as fast as 

 we could, stooping as much as possible, till we got to 



