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Saturnine face, dark hair, dark and bristly beard. The kind that thrived where other men became weak and fever ridden. Also, to judge by his present appearance, an unpleasant companion and a nasty enemy. SATURNINE FACE DARK HAIR DARK AND BRISTLY BEARD THE KIND THAT THRIVED WHERE OTHER MEN BECAME WEAK AND FEVER RIDDEN ALSO TO JUDGE BY HIS PRESENT APPEARANCE AN UNPLEASANT COMPANION AND A NASTY ENEMY
ike creatures in their rivers, and in the adult stage turn more human in appearance. But their skin remains green and fish-belly white. There is no hair on their warty heads. Their eyes have no lids, and have a peculiar dead, staring look when they sleep. And they carry a peculiar, fishy odor with them at all times. This Mercurian looked at Olear seemingly without interest. "Where is Morones?" the officer inquired. "Morones?" the native piped, in English. "Inside. He busy." "All right. I'm coming in." "He busy." "Yeah, move over." Though the native was a good six inches taller than Olear he stepped aside when the officer pushed him. Men--and Mercurians--had a way of doing that when they looked into those colorless eyes. They were not as phlegmatic as the face. Morones was sitting in his office. "Well, I'm here," Olear announced, helping himself to a chair. "Yes"--sourly. "Who invited you?" Olear looked at the factor levelly, appraising him. A big man, fat, but the fat well distributed. RESEMBLE US THEY HATCH FROM EGGS PAST ONE LIE PHASES FROG LIKE CREATURES IN THE RIVERS AND IN THE ADULT STAGE TURN MORE HUMAN IN APPEARANCE BUT THEIR SKIN REMAINS GREEN AND FISH BELLY WHITE THERE IS NO HAIR ON THEIR WATY HEADS THEIR EYES HAVE NO LIDS AND HAVE A PECULIAR DEAD STARING LOOK WHEN THEY SLEEP AND THEY CARRY A PECULIAR FISHY ODOUR WITH THEM AT ALL TIMES THIS MERCURIAN LOOKED AT O'LIEA SEEMINGLY WITHOUT INTEREST WHERE IS MAROONS THE OFFICER INQUIRED MAROON'S THE NATIVE PIPED IN ENGLISH INSIDE HE BUSY ALL RIGHT I'M COMING IN HE BUSY YEAH MOVE OVER THOUGH THE NATIVE WAS A GOOD SIX INCHES TALLER THAN OILER HE STEPPED ASIDE WHEN THE OFFICER PUSHED HIM MEN AND MERCURIANS HAD A WAY OF DOING THAT WHEN THEY LOOKED INTO THOSE COLOURLESS EYES THEY WERE NOT AS PHLEGMATIC AS THE FACE MORONES WAS SITTING IN HIS OFFICE WELL I'M HERE OLIER ANNOUNCED HELPING HIMSELF TO A CHAIR YES SALLY WHO INVITED YOU ELIER LOOKED AT THE FACTOR LEVILY APPRAISING HIM A BIG MAN FAT BUT THE FAT WELL DISTRIBUTED
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