PIRATES AGAIN 
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That time they swam hard two days and 
only just succeeded in getting beyond a great 
gray rock that stuck out into the sea. For 
a moment Baby hoped it was one of her 
brothers or sisters or even her mother who 
had come back to help her along. But this 
hope very soon vanished and in its place 
came a dark, dark fear. What if it were 
the two gray pirates, Ivory Gull and Kittle 
Wake? What if it were? Baby was afraid! 
If it were, how soon her pretty bathing 
suit might be scattered in little shreds here 
and there on the dark water which even 
now reflected the clouds above. 
She didn’t have long to wait. A darker 
shadow floated over the waters. Baby did 
not dare look up. A new sound came to 
her ears and told her plainer than words that 
she was in danger. It was the two gray 
pirates; she heard their savage teeth grat¬ 
ing as they soared above her, ready at any 
moment to swoop down upon her. 
Wildly Baby looked about her. Where 
was Little Brown Seal? She had not seen 
