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Chapter 21 — Mr. Bedford at Littlestone

           Itwasaneastshoreanyhow,andIhadseenEuropebeforeIdropped.

           Iheardfootstepscrunchinginthesand,andalittleround-faced,friendly-lookingmaninflannels,withabathingtowelwrappedabouthisshoulders,andhisbathingdressoverhisarm,appearedupthebeach.IknewinstantlythatImustbeinEngland.Hewasstaringmostintentlyatthesphereandme.Headvancedstaring.IdaresayIlookedaferocioussavageenough—dirty,unkempt,toanindescribabledegree;butitdidnotoccurtomeatthetime.Hestoppedatadistanceoftwentyyards.“Hul-lo,myman!”hesaiddoubtfully.

           “Hulloyourself!”saidI.

           Headvanced,reassuredbythat.“Whatonearthisthatthing?”heasked.

           “CanyoutellmewhereIam?”Iasked.

           “That’sLittlestone,”hesaid,pointingtothehouses;“andthat’sDungeness!Haveyoujustlanded?What’sthatthingyou’vegot?Somesortofmachine?”

           “Yes.”

           “Haveyoufloatedashore?Haveyoubeenwreckedorsomething?Whatisit?”

           Imeditatedswiftly.Imadeanestimateofthelittleman’sappearanceashedrewnearer.“ByJove!”hesaid,“you’vehadatimeofit!Ithoughtyou—Well—Wherewereyoucastaway?Isthatthingasortoffloatingthingforsavinglife?”

           Idecidedtotakethatlineforthepresent.Imadeafewvagueaffirmatives.“Iwanthelp,”Isaidhoarsely.“Iwanttogetsomestuffupthebeach—stuffIcan’tverywellleaveabout.”Ibecameawareofthreeotherpleasant-lookingyoungmenwithtowels,blazers,andstrawhats,comingdownthesandstowardsme.

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