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 him. Maybe this was the way they all went? Then another fear entered his heart.

“Say, have you seen anything up there, Smith?… A dragon, or… sea serpent, or…” Madden stared dumbfounded at his friend, marveling what manner of sight had put suicidal thoughts into Smith's head.

“Heavens, yes… dragons, dragons, dragons!”

A weak, watery feeling went through Madden's legs. He felt doddery. “Many dragons!” All idea of beauty was lost in grisly horror.

“W-wait a m-minute!” he chattered. “D-don't j-jump—I'm coming up th-there!”