Immediately, you turn your own boat around
and safely sail once again through the hail of boul-
ders. It is now nearly half past eleven.
  You reach the reef and the Starbuck just as the
hands of your watch point straight up. You can
hear the clatter of a powerful outboard motor on
the other side of the reef.
  "WAIT!" you scream as you leap out of your
own boat and scramble up the coral.
  "Thank heavens!" Bill shouts, and turns the
boat around to pick you up. As he approaches,
you turn your attention to the spectacle the island
presents- a scene almost beyond belief: The
mountain looks as if it were dancing! The sight is so
incredible that you fail for a moment to hear Bill's
instructions. Then suddenly you are aware of the 
boat and Bill's frantic shouts.
  "JUMP, I SAID!"
  "I am jumping!" you scream back as you plunge
down. Seconds later you find yourself sprawled at
Bill's feet.  Bill opens the throttle and the
boat speeds away.

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