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explanation of what was going on. Redrick listened  for a minute or two  and
     "I asked, do you mind if I smoke, Mr. Schuhart?"

it's getting light!"
his head. He decisively splashed more whiskey into their glasses.
     He  fell silent and looked at the old man. A shudder  crossed his face,

     Arthur  stopped  at  the steep descent into  the quarry,  froze in  his
heaps  surrounded them,  and that mountains  hid in the gloom beyond. And he
that it was  probably hollow  and that it  should  be hot to  the touch from
could feel a thousand needles  puncturing  his face.  "For- ward!"  he  kept

     The fog was disappearing before their eyes. It was completely gone from
     "What do you need it for?"
