The interesting fishes we had seen carrying their own lights made .Gwen so eager to see more that she forgot all about trying to climb the precipice to safety. At least for a time she did. For suddenly we saw a very different kind of fish. It was a giant octopus, and he went slowly past us waving his arms like a lot of serpents. “Gracious!” said Gwen, “an octopus. It’s lucky he did not spot us. We must get out of this quickly.”
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXX, 19 December 1936, Page 13
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84The interesting fishes we had seen carrying their own lights made .Gwen so eager to see more that she forgot all about trying to climb the precipice to safety. At least for a time she did. For suddenly we saw a very different kind of fish. It was a giant octopus, and he went slowly past us waving his arms like a lot of serpents. “Gracious!” said Gwen, “an octopus. It’s lucky he did not spot us. We must get out of this quickly.” Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXX, 19 December 1936, Page 13
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