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the   snail   would   roll   us   forward   inside   him   like   peas;   when   he   suddenly 

dipped downward to descend into some deep secluded valley with steeply 

sloping sides。 



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     In these lower levels we often came upon the shadowy shapes of dead 

ships;   wrecked   and   sunk   Heaven   only  knows   how   many   years   ago;   and 

passing   them   we   would   speak   in   hushed   whispers   like   children   seeing 

monuments in churches。 

     Here    too;   in  the   deeper;   darker    waters;   monstrous      fishes;   feeding 

quietly   in   caves   and   hollows   would   suddenly   spring   up;   alarmed   at   our 

approach; and flash away into the gloom with the speed of an arrow。 While 

other   bolder   ones;   all   sorts   of   unearthly   shapes   and   colors;   would   come 

right up and peer in at us through the shell。 

     〃I suppose they think we are a sort of sanaquarium;〃 said Bumpo〃I'd 

hate to be a fish。〃 

     It  was    a  thrilling   and   ever…changing       show。   The    Doctor    wrote    or 

sketched incessantly。  Before long   we had filled   all the blank   note…books 

we had left。 Then we searched our pockets for any odd scraps of paper on 

which to jot down still more observations。 We even went through the used 

books a second time; writing in between the lines; scribbling all over the 

covers; back and front。 

     Our greatest difficulty was getting enough light to see by。 In the lower 

waters it was very dim。 On the third day we passed a band of fire…eels; a 

sort   of   large;   marine   glow…worm;   and   the   Doctor   asked   the   snail   to   get 

them to come with us for a way。 This they did; swimming alongside; and 

their light was very helpful; though not brilliant。 

     How   our   giant   shellfish   found   his   way   across   that   vast   and   gloomy 

world was a great puzzle to us。 John Dolittle asked him by what means he 

navigated how he knew he was on the right road to Puddleby River。 And 

what the snail said in reply got the Doctor so excited; that having no paper 

left; he tore out the lining of his precious hat and covered it with notes。 

     By night of course it was impossible to see anything; and during the 

hours of darkness the snail used to swim instead of crawl。 When he did so 

he could travel at a terrific speed; just by waggling that long tail of his。 

This was the reason why we completed the trip in so short a time five and 

a half days。 

     The air of our chamber; not having a change in the whole voyage; got 

very close and stuffy; and for the first two days we all had headaches。 But 



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after that we got used to it and didn't mind it in the least。 

     Early in the afternoon of the sixth day; we noticed we were climbing a 

long gentle slope。 As we went upward it grew lighter。 Finally we saw that 

the snail had crawled right out of the water altogether and had now come 

to a dead stop on a long strip of gray sand。 

     Behind us we saw the surface of the sea rippled by the wind。 On our 

left was the mouth of a river with the tide running out。 While in front; the 

low   flat   land   stretched   away   into   the   mist   which   prevented   one   from 

seeing very far in any direction。 A pair of wild ducks with craning necks 

and     whirring    wings     passed    over    us  and    disappeared      like  shadows; 

seaward。 

     As a landscape; it was a great change from the hot brilliant sunshine of 

Popsipetel。 

     With the same whistling suction sound; the snail made the opening for 

us to crawl out by。 As we stepped down upon the marshy land we noticed 

that a fine; drizzling autumn rain was falling。 

     〃Can   this   be   Merrie   England?〃   asked   Bumpo;   peering   into   the   fog 

〃doesn't look like any place in particular。 Maybe the snail hasn't brought 

us right after all。〃 

     〃Yes;〃   sighed   Polynesia;   shaking   the   rain   oft   her   feathers;   〃this   is 

England all rightYou can tell it by the beastly climate。〃 

     〃Oh; but fellows;〃 cried Jip; as he sniffed up the air in great gulps; 〃it 

has a SMELLa good and glorious smell!Excuse me a minute: I see a 

water…rat。〃 

       〃Sh!Listen!〃 said   Chee…Chee through teeth that   chattered with   the 

cold。 〃There's Puddleby church…clock striking four。 Why don't we divide 

up   the   baggage   and   get   moving。   We've   got   a   long   way   to   foot   it   home 

across the marshes。〃 

     〃Let's   hope;〃   I   put   in;   〃that   Dab…Dab   has   a   nice   fire   burning   in   the 

kitchen。〃 

     〃I'm sure she will;〃 said the Doctor as he picked out his old handbag 

from among the bundles〃With this wind from the East she'll need it to 

keep the animals in the house warm。 Come on。 Let's hug the river…bank so 

we   don't   miss   our   way   in   the   fog。   You   know;   there's   something   rather 



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attractive in the bad weather of Englandwhen you've got a kitchen…fire to 

look forward to。 。 。 。 Four o'clock! Come alongwe'll just be in nice time 

for tea。〃 



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