C'mere, boy! Good boy! Who's a good boy?
There are many intricacies in the plot of this novel.
You are not apprized of the existence of a power which I possess. I know not by what name to call it. [* Biloquium, or ventrilocution. Sound is varied according to the variations of direction and distance. . . .] It enables me to mimic exactly the voice of another, and to modify the sound so that it shall appear to come from what quarter, and be uttered at what distance I please.
“We were wondering about this slickem stuff,” the tall one said. “Oh, sure, slickem,” Dale said. “It's kind of neat stuff, actually. It's a long-chain polymer, kind of a gooey plastic. It's injected into the line at Pump One and”—she looked at Toni—”Pump Two? Anyway, it kind of gums up the oil, not much, just enough to slow the turbulent flow so it doesn't ball up inside the line, and instead uses its energy to push itself down the pipeline to Valdez..."
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