What on earth caused that explosion?"A gust of wind blew his words away. I understood him to say that it wasn'tan explosion at all. The wind hurled me into collision with him, and westood clinging to one another."Try and get back--to my bungalow," I bawled in his ear. He did not hearme, and shouted something about "three martyrs--science," and alsosomething about "not much good.
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