The sign of the flying fish is where we must leap into the sea to travel down to Sir Max's habitat where we will spend the night. As coming out of a dream, we are all full of laughter and sudden activity, pulling on our diving suits and gathering our gear. All, except Wart, who is pouting and skulking. He does not want to leap from the balloon basket and especially doesn't want to land in water. Well, having conferred with Sir Max on the problem of Wart's denial before we left home, he answered, 'leave Wart to me", so having faith in his word, I do just that.

         So off we go, in our diving costumes, the young ones hollering and singing as they jump in. It's hard leaving Wart behind, but I take heart in Sir Max's word and leap right off the basket with a good hearty shout of my own. Harkin and Diafonys follow me in, leaving Wart behind to realize we have truly left him and he best make haste getting into his diving gear.

         Looking up after my dive into the water I see a most curious thing. A rather large sea gull is approaching Wart from behind at a high speed. Something about the spark its eye and the crafty beak catches my attention and I gasp, it is Dona Juanita Deiguito! So, I think pressing my lips together in chagrin, Sir Max Goodwyl has hired a sorceress to put Wart thru some paces, probably a trial of truly horrifying ordeals created to make him lose all fear, if not his senses, and awaken him to his delusion of being a cat.

         I try to warn him, but the gull has latched onto him with her beak and lifted him up thrashing and cursing into the air. After a few fancy swoops, she lets go of him several terrifying feet above the water. Poor Wart has no recourse but to plummet straight down, screeching the whole way and drop like a stone into the sea. The poor wretched lad will probably never forgive us.

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