Old Applegate, in the stern, just set and looked at me, and Lord James, amidship, waved both arms and kept hollering for help. I took a couple of everlasting big strokes and managed to grab hold of the skiff's rail, close to the stern.
She disappeared into the gathering mirk.
I didn't want a PhD where I did whatever it took to get me across the line because I was a blackfulla.
The surface of the planet was deeply cratered.
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