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forethoughtful and weather-wise had run them round to the Creux and
carried them through the tunnel into the roadway behind. All the rest
had been smashed and sunk and swallowed by the storm.
CHAPTER XXVI
HOW HE HELD THE ROCK
The sun blazed hot next day, and he spread himself out in it to warm,
and all his soaked things in it to dry, and blessed it for its wholesome
vigour.
Nance or Bernel would be sure to come as soon as the tide served at
night, and he would net be sorry for a change of diet; meanwhile, he
could get along all right with the unwilling assistance of the puffins.
The birds had all crept out of their hiding-places, and were wheeling
and diving and making up for lost time and busily discussing late events
at the tops of their voices whenever their bills were not otherwise
occupied. Where they had all hidden themselves during the storm, he
could not imagine, but there seemed to be as many of them as ever, and
they were all quite happy and quarrelsome, except the cormorants, who
were so ravenous that they could not spare a moment from their diving
and gobbling, even to quarrel with their neighbours.
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