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A LIVE TORPEDO |
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All quiet in the water, not a fish to be seen. And suddenly a striped fish flashes up as though it were a torpedo. It has gone for a piece of food. As soon as it |
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catches sight of something to eat, it bursts forward as though it had been fired from a catapult, in a little jerk, and advances in similar jerks until it gets to the food. But when it is full, it swims quietly among the water-weeds, only its fins fluttering. |
