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Talley and Walton were again at mess. Joe went to their table. Talley looked at him inquiringly. "Yes, I saw both crashes," said Joe gloomily, "and I didn't want any lunch. It was sabotage, though. Only it was different in kind it was different in principle from the other tricks. But I can't figure out what it is!" "Mmmmmm," said Talley, amiably.
"I went in the port and sniffed at the cracked outer door. I didn't die, so I opened the door. There is a smell of stone. That's all. The air's perfectly breathable. The ocean's probably absorbed all soluble gases, and poisonous gases are soluble. If they weren't, they couldn't be poisonous." "Mmmmmm," said Cochrane thoughtfully. Jamison came over to him.
And you trail along after him, as if you were a detective, sort of keeping out of his sight, and yet every once in a while getting a good look at him. "Mmmmmm!" says you. "What is that fellow's name? Why, sure. McConica."
"If you'd like me to," said Eve, "I'll show you how the turquoise-colored waves sound when they strike the hermit-crabs." "Do!" urged Barton. Listlessly the girl pushed back into her pillows, slid down a little farther into her blankets, and closed her eyes. "Mmmmmmmmm," she began, "Mmm-mmmmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmmmm, W-h-i-s-h-h-h! Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmm Mmmmmm W-h-i-s-h-h-h! Mmmmmmmm Mmmmmmm "
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