Six Leaf-Lengths, page 12 of 12

Nine pale leaf hulls rest on the sand above the stone and Pip stands tiny at the foot of a much-marked reed by the water, settled and industrious.

By the last warm day the reed carried forty marks and the boatyard behind the stone held nine hulls, resting.

The sea had not been crossed.

It had been measured, twice a day, in all weathers.

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