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In the aftn Fitz – Gordon & self – got put ashore on Nusa Island – Islands exist all around us – Gordon tackled the reef for shells – It was too covered for F & self so we walked around the island – I wanted a camera badly now & again to reproduce – a solitary native – perched on a rock – spear in hand – working fish – The Pacific – sullenly breaking, with a vast spume of foam & a thundering roar – on a jagged coral coast line – The spray & foam go up 30 feet & more – I gathered botanical specimens & we knocked in cocoa nuts & drank the milk - By the way my Botanical curiosity did us a good turn the day we landed – I spied on the pier a bag of green nuts & I at once examined them – Limes said I – Grand – Let's collar the lot said Gordon – So we did – Got the skiff alongside & sent it off to the ward room & now we've a sack full of lovely limes – 7 lbs of sugar were used up zest in lime drinks – we've got to look after that wardroom – Their original destiny we learnt was the Eastern but they wont see them – ever – At 5.30 we left Nusa & got inboard – Bridge – I won every rubber – 10d – p.c.

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