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reef let on the grass lobster heads. From the tins© we had been there 
and returned again Bomeone had visited our reef let with a spear — each 
lobster head had a neat hole in it — and there were but two live ones 
left ( I counted the reraains of seven) j one siaall one hidden areiong the 
rocks, and the one still in our shooting enclosure. It is definitely 
against the law to take lobsters at this time of year. It is doubly sad 
to have soa^one take them when they are practically oxa* friends , I had 
been giving them minnows every time I came to the area. 
July l6th . Thursday, And today it rained. All day, from a vast leaden 
sky. Rot the squally sort of thing one expects here, but a steady down- 
pour. Ro rumbling of thunder; Just a business-like settling-down to 
rain. And although the wind (from the east) appeared no stronger than 
usual, the sea was running high, aM the breakers were white and ragged 
along the faraway edges of Gould ing Cay. 
By afternoon when a short break cam in the weather we concluded that 
we could Just as well be doing sone stills with flash fill-in, and 
clasbered into the soggy boat to run out to the stomatopod area; but when 
we arrived Tom turned on one of the big lights and lowered it over the 
side, nothing but a blue-green hate. Ro pictures in a place like tlmt. 
As Tom swung the light over the water I caught sight of a three-foot 
fish lying Just beneath the surface on the lee side, John was at the bow 
with tlie anchor in his hands, and had been on the point of lowering It 
until he saw the condition of the water. I thought for a raoinent that 
the fish was a middling-size barracuda, and then realized that it was a 
very large houndfish. We were drifting down on it. I yelled. "It *8 
