. The jungle book. nt say I ve found it look here — you seem to have a fondness fortalking to your betters; suppose you go to Wal-rus Islet and talk to Sea Vitch. He may knowsomething. Dont flounce off like that. It s asix-mile swim, and if I were you I should haulout and take a nap first, little one. Kotick thought that that was good advice, sohe swam round to his own beach, hauled out, andslept for half an hour, twitching all over, as sealswill. Then he headed straight for Walrus Islet,a little low sheet of rocky island almost duenortheast from Novastoshnah, all ledges of rockand gul
. The jungle book. nt say I ve found it look here — you seem to have a fondness fortalking to your betters; suppose you go to Wal-rus Islet and talk to Sea Vitch. He may knowsomething. Dont flounce off like that. It s asix-mile swim, and if I were you I should haulout and take a nap first, little one. Kotick thought that that was good advice, sohe swam round to his own beach, hauled out, andslept for half an hour, twitching all over, as sealswill. Then he headed straight for Walrus Islet,a little low sheet of rocky island almost duenortheast from Novastoshnah, all ledges of rockand gulls nests, where the walrus herded bythemselves. He landed close to old Sea Vitch — the big,ugly, bloated, pimpled, fat-necked, long-tuskedwalrus of the North Pacific, who has no manners 154 THE JUNGLE BOOK except when he is asleep — as he was then, withhis hind flippers half in and half out of the surf. Wake up ! - barked Kotick, for the gullswere making a great noise. Hah ! Ho ! Hmph ! What s that ? said Sea. ?THEY WERE ALL AWAKE AND STARING IN EVERYDIRECTION BUT THE RIGHT ONE. Vitch, and he struck the next walrus a blow withhis tusks and waked him up, and the next struckthe next, and so on till they were all awake andstaring in every direction but the right one. Hi! It s me, said Kotick, bobbing in thesurf and looking like a little white slug. Well! May I be skinned! said Sea THE WHITE SEAL 155 Vitch, and they all looked at Kotick as you canfancy a club full of drowsy old gentlemen wouldlook at a little boy. Kotick did not care to hearany more about skinning just then; he had seenenough of it; so he called out: Is nt there anyplace for seals to go where men dont ever come? Go and find out, said Sea Vitch, shuttinghis eyes. Run away. We re busy here. Kotick made his dolphin-jump in the air andshouted as loud as he could: Clam-eater!Clam-eater! He knew that Sea Vitch nevercaught a fish in his life, but always rooted forclams and seaweeds; though he pretended tobe a very t
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