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binoculars. We can get a good look around the place where we'll die."

hole dug into the sand, we might be able to put down a shaft to the pack. Water

Paul squatted back on his heels.

"The spare water, the stilltent--everything that counts." He touched a

"Everything?"

hole dug into the sand, we might be able to put down a shaft to the pack. Water

desert. A chorus of birds held forth their songs from hidden places among the

"You found me," she said, and now her voice was soft, reasonable.

"The spare water, the stilltent--everything that counts." He touched a

place is under that sand."

at least."

"Foam."

"Everything?"

"Don't you understand?" he asked. "Everything we need to survive in this

"If we could immobilize a small area of that slope and the upper face of a

the looseness of the sand.

desert. A chorus of birds held forth their songs from hidden places among the

desert. A chorus of birds held forth their songs from hidden places among the

beyond the end of the fissure. Colors blinked in the sand out on the open

Jessica held hers

pocket. "I still have the paracompass." He fumbled at the waist sash. "Knife and

rocks.

place is under that sand."

might do it, but we don't have enough water for . . ." He broke off, then:

Jessica held hers

"I lost the pack," he said. "It's buried under a hundred tons of sand . . .

rocks.

might do it, but we don't have enough water for . . ." He broke off, then:

"Foam."

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