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"Looks as though we were up against it," remarked Executive Officer
Cleary to his chief as the Dewey's engines died down into silence.
Lieutenant McClure, his youthful face wrinkled in deep thought, looked up apprehensively.
"A very serious situation," he mumbled.
He spoke with marked gravity now, and there was no response from the exec