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wouldn't fall far.
Then, with Hester secure in his breast, he threw the rest of the rope over and clambered down till he felt solid ground beneath his feet. The branches grew thick around the trunk; this was a massive tree, a giant of an oak, and Lee muttered a thank-you to it as he tugged on the rope to signal to Grumman that he could descend.
Was there another sound in the tumult? He listened hard. Yes, the engine of a zeppelin, maybe more than one, some way want to git that gasbag under the canopy before daybreak, or it'll show up our position from miles away. You up to some manual labor, Dr. Grumman?"
"Tell me what to do."above. It was impossible to tell how high, or in which direction it was flying; but the sound was there for a minute or so, and then it was gone.The shaman reached the ground."Did you hear it?" said Lee."Yes. Going higher, into the mountains, I think. Congratulations on landing us safely, Mr. Scoresby.""We ain't finished yet. I