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You'll see how the fighting begins." Moving quietly and slowly and making just as little disturbance as possible, the incoming seal made her way through and over the recumbent seals, keeping as far as she could from the beachmasters.

He was close to the shore, standing behind two old, wicked-looking beachmasters, who, in the unnatural light, appeared to be twice their natural size. Hank let out a hail as soon as he saw the government party coming to his assistance, but he did not relax his vigilance. "I've got this bunch covered," he said, "an' they can't get to their boat. One load did get off."

The big 'bull' seals are sometimes called 'Sea-Catches' or 'Beachmasters. The two-year-olds and three-year-olds are called 'Bachelors. The 'pups, too, have their 'nurseries' to play in." But Colin still looked puzzled. "Our gunner was talking about 'holluschickie'?" he said. "Are those a different kind of seal?" "No," was the reply, "that's the old Russian-native name for bachelors.

"Path through the rookery. Want to count the seals every once in a while," the agent said. "Must have some sort of gangway. Obviously! Couldn't get near enough, otherwise." "Why not?" queried Colin. "Would the beachmasters attack you?" "They won't start it," was the reply. "Sea-catch keeps quiet unless he thinks you're going to attack his harem. About two weeks ago, I only just escaped.

The agent glanced at him quickly. "The beachmasters are brutes," he said, "but mostly among themselves. Notice. The bull isn't even licking his wounds. He's pretty well used up, too. They're always too proud to show that they feel their hurts. Evidently! Even when they have been almost torn to pieces." "Then you think he won't die?" "Not a bit of it," the agent said cheerfully.

The beachmasters whose harems are on either side of this road watch them. They keep their lookout from a station right beside the road. If one of the holluschickie touches a cow on either side of this clear road-space, he will be attacked savagely." "But I should think he could get away easily enough," Colin objected, "because the sea-catch can't leave his harem." "Can't!

Those beachmasters who have harems nearest the water want their family first and there's fighting all along the water's edge, then. Other cows have to make their way inshore; any of the sea-catches may grab them. Wait a minute and watch. You'll see the scramble going on somewhere.