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rocked most there. You know, I wanted to
rock as much as possible.
The steamer laid its coursc more out to sea.
Each time we went down into the waves the
water stood foaming white around the bow.
The wind took a fierce grip on the awning* as
if it would tear it to pieces, and my hair blevv
about my face; this was just wliat I liked!
Hurrah!
But little by little all the other passengers
disappeared from the deck. Mother and her
f riend were the first; Karsten tagged af ter
them. Mother called out something to me at
the moment she was disappearing down the
cabin stairs, but I didn’t know what it was.
Oh, everything was so glorious! This was
fun; if only they would go farther out to sea,
farther yet—farther yet.
The lady with the footstool had disappeared
long ago. The yellow footstool was taking
care of itself and tumbled from one side to the
other. Then a stewardess came up with a
message from Mother that I should come
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