The smell was the same; one doesn't forget a curious scent." "That's so.

Talking about it reminds me that I was puzzled by a smell I thought I ought to know when I brought Clarke out of the tepee.

I know now what it was; and the thing's significant.

It was gasoline." "They extract it from crude petroleum, don't they ?" "Yes; it's called petrol on your side.

Clarke's out for coal-oil; and I guess he's struck it." "Then he's lucky; but his good fortune doesn't concern us, and we have other things to think about.