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102 JOIINNY BLOSSOM
after, the boat did strike, and Tellef and John
were thrown head first onto the smooth beach.
Tellef had been thrown farthest up; he pulled
John to where he was, and there they lay,
panting, while the boat swung and tossed in the sea,
a little way out.
"Now we are saved," said Tellef.
But my, oh, my! how wet they were! They
sprang to their feet and ran — up over the
Tongue, over mound and marsh; they climbed
over fences and waded through thick-growing
heather. Now and again they glanced seaward,
seeking the boat and the umbrella, but not a
scrap of either was to be seen — a fine result
from their grand adventure, truly!
"You’d better come into our house to get
yourself dry," said Tellef.
" But the umbrella," said Johnny.
"Yes — it was as unlucky as it could be,"
said Tellef. "Perhaps it is as well not to say
anything about the umbrella just at first."
But no sooner had they come into the little
kitchen where Tellef’s mother was roasting
coffee over an open fire than John said:
"The worst thing is about the umbrella."
"About what umbrella?" asked Tellef’s
mother.
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