it. According to the air-analyzer, the oxygen content inside was safely
high. They all pulled off their fishbowl helmets and slung them. "Well,
we can bunk inside here tonight," somebody said. "It won't be so crowded
here." "We'll bunk here after we find the power plant and get the
ventilator fans going," Jacquemont said. Anse Dawes held up the
cigarette he had lighted; that was all the air-analyzer he needed. "That
looks like enough oxygen," he said. "Yes, it makes its own ventilation;
convection," Jacquemont said. "But you go to sleep in her
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