<span>It was on such an island in the third summer of its yellow green that we built our watch fire. Not in the thicket of dancing willow wands, but on the level terrace of fine sand which has been added that spring a little new bit of world beautifully ridged with ripple marks and strewn with the tiny skeletons of turtles and fish all as white and dry as if they had been expertly cured. We had been careful not to mar the freshness of the place although we often swam to it on summer evenings and lay on the sand to rest.</span>
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I think he is thinking about the yellow bowl's absence which makes him think that someone has robbed his house, and maybe he had his family in the house, which is making him panic. Hope this helps, I tried my best......
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owwwww sorry to hearrrrr......
