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They have a rude system of irrigation which carries water to every little garden. One other thing grows in abundance there dogs! Such a flock of surly, mangy mongrels one would have to travel far to find. I don't know what they live on, for I never saw one of them being fed. "Big sing tonight," said one of the squaws squatting by our campfire. "What is a sing, Dottie?" "Much sing and dance.
"Good morning, Dick," she hailed him joyously. "You woke up just in time we are all starving again, and were just going to eat without you!" "Good morning, everybody. I would like to eat with you, Dottie, but I've got to relieve Martin. How'd it be for you to bring breakfast into the engine room and cheer my solitude, and let Crane eat with the others?"
Vaneman. "Mother, Dottie's all right," he said rapidly but gently. "Steel's got her, but they won't keep her long. Don't worry, we'll get her. It may take a week or it may take a year, but we'll bring her back," and leaping upon his motorcycle, he shattered all the speed laws on his way to Crane's house. "Mart!" he yelled, rushing into the shop, "they've got Dottie, in a bus made from our plans.
Let's go out and give the natives a treat!" "I wouldn't look like that for a million dollars!" retorted Dorothy, "and if I'm going to look like that I won't get out of the ship, so there!" "Cheer up, Dottie, you won't look like that. Your hair will be black in this light." "Then what color will mine be?" asked Margaret. Seaton glanced at her black hair.
Yet that was the man I was destined to see stricken with a fear a thousand times more hideous even than the fear that was mine when I saw that writhing abomination in Dottie Fairchild's hair, dangling over her eyes and the trap of her bodice. I was interested in leprosy, and upon that, as upon every other island subject, Kersdale had encyclopedic knowledge. In fact, leprosy was one of his hobbies.
We were all on the lanai of Doctor Goodhue's bungalow. I was talking with Dottie Fairchild when it happened. A big centipede it was seven inches, for we measured it afterwards fell from the rafters overhead squarely into her coiffure. I confess, the hideousness of it paralysed me. I couldn't move. My mind refused to work.
How do you feel after all this excitement, Dottie? Up to standard?" "I'm scared purple," she replied, nestling against him, "or, at least, if not exactly scared, I'm apprehensive and nervous. I always thought I had good nerves, but everything here is so horrible and unreal, that I can't help but feel it.
I wouldn't have thought of a tenth of it, myself." "I must remind you young folks," said the older man, glancing at his watch, "that it is very late and high time for Dottie and me to be going home. We would like to stay and see the rest of it, but you know we must be away from here before daylight." As they went into the house Vaneman asked: "What does the other side of the moon look like?
I read them in that lieutenant's brain in fact, I looked for them. You also know that every folk-legend has some basis, however tenuous, in fact. Now, Dottie, tell about the battle of the gods, when Osnome was a pup." "The gods came down from the sky," Dorothy recited. "They were green, as were men. They wore invisible armor of polished metal, which appeared and disappeared.
I was perfectly miserable until Martin called this afternoon and explained what you have been doing." "Yes, I met him on the way over. But honestly, Dottie, I simply couldn't get away. I wanted to, the worst way, but everything went so slow...." "Slow? When you have a whole laboratory installed in a week? What would you call speed?" "About two days.
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