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The sand-ball caught the Skipper in the stomach. Gilligan did not have long to savour his victory. A second ball came sailing in and knocked him off his feet.
Within seconds, everyone was scooping up sand and throwing it. Gilligan avoided most of the shots at him. Mary Ann and Ginger shrieked as they threw and ducked sand. Mr Howell gallantly defended his wife from most of the sand thrown their way. The Professor, who did not pretend to be athletic in any sense of the word, was covered in sand.
In the end, they were all filthy, but laughing.
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