“Yes, you did! A year ago the river people captured an unfortunate croc and painted him green for your benefit.” Bones shrugged his shoulders rapidly. “He gave us one bit of information which unfortunately came to nothing,” said Dr. Wade. “Or shall I say that we could not induce the people of the Inner N’gombi to oblige us.” “What was that?” asked Sanders curiously. “We tried to get a specimen of the Splendid Things.” Bones closed his eyes patiently. “If you’d only left it to me, dear old Uncle Sam—” he murmured. “…
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