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THE SKELETON IN THE SAND
scooped away, to be piled up farther on like drifts of snow.
Dave and Tempest surveyed this strange effect of nature in her angriest mood.
"Gee, but it is a wonder we came out of that alive!" said Tempest, thankfully.
Dave did not answer for a moment. He was leaning forward a little, with his eyes fixed on an object which protruded through the sand in one of the excavations left by the gale far above high-water mark, at the edge of the trees. The object gleamed like a streak of silver in the moonlight. Prompted by curiosity, he stepped down toward it. An instant later he called to his friend, his voice sharp with restrained excitement:
"Tempest! Come here! It's—it's a skeleton!"
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