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preferred mirnicw. But would return to th« starfish whenever he had nothing 
else to work on. 
After lunch a very black squall caae in again from the west. We 
watched it for a few mintttee and listened to the rolling of the thuMer 
that was coming with it| and saw the lightening flickering Inside of it, 
and finally came to the conclusion that this squall was not going to vanish 
away without a fuss. For awhile we considered spending our time on the 
bottom, come what may. But discretion won out utA we pulled up the gear 
and ran for shore. A grod thing. The squall turned out to he a doozy. 
At the house we had to close all the shutters and use buckets and towels 
to catch the water coming throu^ the thatch. Stormed for an hour or nK>re. 
Chris cams in before the squall struck. He had a nice clam of good 
size — said he had stolen it from a taurex. 
July 9th . We learned another couple of things about lobsters this morning. 
The first was that the lobster eats vegetation at least some kinds. 
When I looked In the eiK;los\ire to see how the hemit crab and its stomtopod 
passenger were getting along I was surprised to find that there was no sprig 
of greenery on the shell ar^here. Something had given it a clean shave. 
And since the lobster was alone in the pen, I have nobody else to bias®. 
And whether the lobster carried the reantis away or ate it along with the 
undergrowth, I can't say. But he was no longer In his apartment. Probably 
took to his heels when he saw the lawn Esower coming. Too bad. 
When we tried the lobster on the clam that Chris l®.d collected from 
the murex he went after it with gusto. Smashed the shell to bits in a 
few seconds. The job was done ao quickly that I had no time to switch 
