One morning that was ghostly with fog, Smush was rowing the dory along as Mogey stood poised at the bow, harpoon in hand.
"Thar she blows!" Mogey shouted. "Smush, row your arms off, me hearty! I've got one in my sights."
"What did you see?" Smush asked calmly.
"The spout of a Chubby Whale! The most valuable prize in the business!" Mogey yelled. "Row, sir! Row with all your might!"
"I very much doubt that," Smush answered.
"You doubt my eye for whale spouts?" Mogey exclaimed. "What makes you so wise in these matters?"
"Well," Smush said, "we ARE in Beauregard Pond. And I did just see young Bulkie McGunther swim by wearing a snorkle."
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