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trying to protect it. My trunk twisted sickeningly, trying in vain to make sense of its position. I actually saw, in the diffused midsummer darkness-light, the creamy curling waves just below me, and the particular spiral of their movement in the confined space. Then I was in the water whoose intense cold surprised me with a separate shock, and I made the instinctive swimmerŽs movement of trying to right myself; but my body was aware that
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