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The Sound of the Shell
"Comeon—"
Butnot"Comeon"tothetop.Theassaultonthesummitmustwaitwhilethethreeboysacceptedthischallenge.Therockwasaslargeasasmallmotorcar.
"Heave!"
Swaybackandforth,catchtherhythm.
"Heave!"
Increasetheswingofthependulum,increase,increase,comeupandbearagainstthatpointoffurthestbalance—increase—increase—
"Heave!"
Thegreatrockloitered,poisedononetoe,decidednottoreturn,movedthroughtheair,fell,struck,turnedover,leaptdroningthroughtheairandsmashedadeepholeinthecanopyoftheforest.Echoesandbirdsflew,whiteandpinkdustfloated,theforestfurtherdownshookaswiththepassageofanenragedmonster:andthentheislandwasstill.
"Wacco!"
"Likeabomb!"
"Whee-aa-oo!"
Notforfiveminutescouldtheydragthemselvesawayfromthistriumph.Buttheyleftatlast.
