"All aboard" called Bob, as he stepped into the boat moored by the steps of the canal next to the Star. He settled himself comfortabley while Ian started the motor and gently headed up-stream; Bob yawned and fell asleep.
The noise of the traffic overhead wakened him as they passed under a bridge some minutes later. Bob opened his eyes, looked over the side and screamed: "Iaan, there's a hand in the water! its a dead body!"
"Strong stuff at the Star" laughed Ian "its only an old glove fll of nothing." Relaxing with a sigh of relief, Bob closed his eyes agan and Ian continued on upstream.
After a further fifteen minutes he turned the boat round and made for the Star. They shot under the brige and then it didnt take long to travel the remaining mile to the Star.
As they arived along side the steps, Ian roused Bob with a shout "Wakey Wakey! Here we are, and theres your corpse." and there indeed, still floating in the midstream, was that very lifelike old glove which they had just overtaken
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