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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. 
NEST AND EGGS OF MARSH TERN 
