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end# Finally some drift of the ourrent — or the spark of an idea -- carried 
him in the proper direction# He peered closely at the opening, flattening 
himself out on the sand to get the proper angle# ^ATien he had convinced him- 
self that this was indeed the place, he flipped ends, inserted his slender 
tail, and began to back into his refuge. Then he waited for a moment, lying 
quietly on the bottom, and when the opening was largo enough backed in 
quickly out of sight# 
Since we had a second fish and only one cucumber we decided to find 
out if a second fish would go into a cucumber already occupied# This second 
fellow came to the proper end of the cucumber on the first try, peered at 
it closely to make sure he was correct, flipped ends and quickly slid into 
it# We waited for soma time, but there was no commotion, and both fish 
remained out of sight# Wo kept the cucumber in the pen and checked it from 
time to time during the day, but so far as we could tell both fish remained 
in it# 
Tried the octopus-moray again# The octopus was very hungry, but the 
moray was hungry too, and went slithering about the coral lumps in sight 
o f the ooto# Consequently the octopus had second thoughts about tackling 
the crab we offered. He began to cone out several times, and onoe or twice 
lashed a tentacle at the crab, trying to catch him as he went by, but he 
would not venture out. Finally we gave up, put the moray in the holding 
pen where he could not get in the way again, gave the creH to the new octopus 
— who paid no attention to it -- and returned our timid octopus to his 
house# Tomorrow we will try this business just one more time# 
