I guess you know about us splitting the blanket. Splitting the blanket? He smiled, amused. Divorce, son. Haven't you ever heard of that?

The postcard is “not a secret hidden document that nobody can find,” Mr. van der Veen said. “A lot of people have already seen it, and recognize the subject, the motif of tree roots. It was hidden in plain sight.”

Poor Charmer got deeper and deeper into falsehood, until one any he appeared with a mass of entangled wire in his hands, and declared that his machine had gone to shivereens.

[T]he whole ship's company consisted of sixty-five men.