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Btrij«6 sbowing strongly against tl^ dull stona. I thought I saw om 
doing a cleaning Job on a coney, but Dcsa insisted that the coney Just 
happened to be ttiere. And I vas so busy trying to brace rayself in the 
current to get a picture that I couldn’t observe p 3 «>perly. And before 
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I could press the camera trig^r the coney had vanished. 
We looked about for sleeping fish (I am especially anxious to find 
a parrot in its mucous cocoon) and caic® across a black angel. It vas 
resting propped against the base of a big coral boulder in a fairly 
Sheltered hollow. I sieved the light close to it hut it failed to pay 
any attention, fhe light was within six inches. I reached out and put 
my haM on the fish. It moved very sluggishly out of the way. When I 
took a firm hold of it the fish shook itself free and sailed off to the 
shelter of another stone, apparently only half awake, 
A spiny puffer swam into the light circle, looking more mar-sighted 
and fiddled than usual. When we held the light on it the little fish 
waddled straight up towards the surface, and after attaining a hel^t of 
about six feet, peeled off and headed straight for the bottom again, with 
a smug expression that appeared to be saying, "I may look drunk, but I 
haven't touched a drop," and swiaBoing strongly piled head-first into a 
rock. 
We did see some parrot fish back amang the coral heads, but none with 
cocoons. The i>arrot6 stared wildly at us, as though they were held in the 
grip of some sort of nightmare, frightened out of their wits but unable to 
stir. If we touched them the spell was broken, and they would leap to life 
and dash off, banging into anything in their paths. If we followed after. 
