Newkirk trudged along the topside. He didn’t even know people actually trudged! It was a regular day and he had been ordered to lead the hydrogen sniffers around the membrane looking for leaks. So far he had found about 500. At least it seemed that way; the slightly under-age middy had been up all night and all day working like a dog. Walking the lady boffin’s pet, walking the sniffers, feeding the bats. He couldn’t wait to get back to his cabin, were everything felt all right and he soon hoped to be sleeping like a dog.
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