“A fish jumped. Not a large fish, but it made a big splash near the beaver, and as if by a signal there were suddenly little splops all over the sides of the lake-along the shore- as fish began jumping and slapping the water. Brian watched them for a time, still in the half daze, still not thinking well. The scenery was very pretty, he thought, and there were new things to look at, but it was all green and blue blur and he used to the gray and black of the city, the sounds of the city. Traffic, people…
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