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and I were finishing a floating net, so we hustled to complete it and put 
it out by the end of the dock. And we popped the fish into it* Ee is 
about eight inches long, with a black stripe and a friendly nature* For 
many years I have wanted to study a remora, but of the several we have managed 
to pick up each one has slipped through our fingers, one way or another* 
A few days later Chris came in to report that when he went down to 
feed the remora (he had been eating a broken-up minnow or so each day) he 
found the net inside-out and the fish gone* So* We all felt very bad* 
Another one of those chronic bits of misfortune* The boys swam up and down 
the beach, but no Romo* And then Chris rushed in to report that he had 
found him after all* He was in a little glass -and-wire cage at the outer 
end of the dock pilings* Chris had put the cage on the bottom for some 
reason or other and then had forgotten about it* Remo was in it with the 
door closed. To date we have no notion how he got from the net to the cage* 
Ijobody in the area will admit to having had a hand in it* But I doubt 
that he could have dona it by himself. 
All seemed well with Remo, and we hoped he would hold out in the floating 
net until we were ready to put dawn the big holding pen at our shooting 
location* He was eating a daily ration of minnows* Then three or four 
nights ago I went down on the dock, and there was Remo hal f in and half out 
of the net* I pulled it carefully up onto the dock. He had tried to 
esoepe and had gilled himself* But he was still alive* I worked him out 
