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The bottle sidled between an ethereal shopping bag and a cracked shoehorn, was sucked down and spat up, its green sides glittering in the sun. A mollymawk snapped at it.

The mollymawks with their beautiful white breasts were skimming the green water.

He also came upon a mollymawk rookery on the south-western point of the island, and managed to take one of the birds by hand.

The mollymawk tore at it, and carried away a smeared strip to feed to its chicks, who would die with bellies distended by this stuff.

During the heavy weather, Mother Carey's chickens only were seen, but, as the wind abated, the majestic wandering albatross, the sooty albatross and the mollymawk followed in our wake.