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surrounding sand.” Moreover, it is only the male 
who has those strangely long fore-arms and claws ; 
the female contenting herself with limbs of a more 
moderate length. Neither is that, though it might 
be, the hole down which what we seek has vanished: 
but that burrow contains one of the long white 
razors which you saw cast on shore at Paignton. 
The boys close by are boring for them with 
iron rods armed with a screw, and taking them in 
to sell in Torquay market, as excellent food. But 
there is one, at last—a grey disc pouting up 
through the sand. Touch it, and it is gone down, 
quick as light. We must dig it out, and carefully, 
for it is a delicate monster.. At last, after ten 
minutes’ careful work, we have brought up, from 
a foot depth or more—what? A thick, dirty, slimy 
worm, without head or tail, form or colour. A slug 
has more artistic beauty about him. Be itso, At 
home in the aquarium (where, alas! he will live 
but for a day or two, under the new irritation of 
light) he will make a very different figure. That 
is one of the rarest of British sea-animals, Peachia 
