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HEN the boy opened his eyes again he was lying full length on the sand, some distance above the water's edge. A man was bending over him.

"Where am I?" Dave asked, still dazed.

"Here," the man replied, with a curious smile.

"Where's here?"

"Where you 've no right to be, judging by the way you and your friends chose to come ashore. Really, you ought all to be drowned."

"I remember now," said Dave. "Are the others all right?"

"Four of them are fit to return to their jolly old families," the man replied. "Don't worry