Unit 1 Lesson 4 - Through the Tunnel.pdf

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the
di of water. He knew he must find
let go t the rock and went up into the air. He
one.
11[V10 His chest was hurting. He
He sat by the clock in the villa, when his
felt its sharpness about his shoulders.
was possible to see. it was as if he already
knew every jut and corner of it, as far as it
and studied the entrance to the tunnel. He
Fir t. lie thought, he must learn to con
going to try yet. A curious, most unchildlike
him wait. In the meantime, he lay underwa
he had brought down from the upper air,
ter on the white sand, littered now by stones
persistence, a controlled impatience, made
villa and found his mother at her supper.
She said only ‘Did you enjoy yourself’?” and
aw that the sun was low. He rushed to the
he said Yes.”
nel. 1J ,ut the other side.
All arht the boy dreamed of the waterfilled
ca’.e in the rock, and as soon as break
fast w IS over he went to the bay.
arms, o that he could lie effortlessly on the
the w tr’r with another big stone In his
trol hi hrthing. He let himself down into
hours !i had been underwater, learning to
hold hi breath, and now he felt weak and
dizzy. His mother said, “I shouldn’t overdo
things darting, if I were you.”
three ounted steadily. He could hear
bottom a the sea. He counted. One, two,
the m ,verrient of blood in his chest. Fifty
mother insisted on his coming with her the
his lungs as if everything, the whole of his
day of his .arefu1 self-training, but he stayed
next day. It was a torment to him to waste a
life, all that he would become, depended
with her on that other beach, which now
upon it. a.ain his nose bled at night, and his
seemed r place for small children, a place
where h:s mother might lie safe in the sun.
It was not his beach.
before his mother could consider the compli
following day, to go to his beach. He went,
cated rithts and wrongs of the matter. A
count by ten. The big boys had made the
day’s rast, he discovered, had Improved his
Sixty. He had been counting fast, in his
passage vhile he counted a hundred and
through that long tunnel, but he was not
fright. Pr hably now, if he tried, he could get
That night, his nose bled badly. For
That day and the next, Jerry exercised
He iid riot ask for permission, on the
defiantly to himself. But two days before
they were to leave—a day of triumph when
authorized by the clock, brought close the
he could hold his breath without strain for
two minutes. The words ‘Iwo minutes,”
adventure that was so necessary to him.
casually one morning, they must go home.
On the day before they left, he would do it.
he increased his count by fifteen—his nose
He would do It if it killed him, he said
lie limply over the big rock like a bit of
would. He was trembling with fear that he
would not go; and he was trembling with
onto the rock and trickle slowly down to the
bled so badly that he turned dizzy and had to
seaweed, watching the thick red blood flow
died there, trapped? Supposing—his head
gave up. He thought he would return to the
turned dizzy in the tunnel? Supposing he
sea. He was frightened. Supposing he
went around, in the hot sun, and he almost
house and lie down, and next summer, per
or thought he had, he found himself sitting
haps, when he had another year’s growth in
water; and he knew that now, this moment,
up on the rock and looking down into the
him—then he would go through the hole.
He was incredulous and then proud to find
mother was not near, and checked his time.
when his nose had only just stopped bleed
throbbing—this was the moment when he
ing, when his head was still sore and
would try. If he did not do It now, he never
In another four days, his mother said
But even after he had made the decision,
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