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Jarvis stretched himself as luxuriously as he could in the cramped general quarters of the _Ares._
-"Air you can breathe!" he exulted. "It feels as thick as soup after the thin stuff out there!" He nodded at the Martian landscape stretching flat and desolate in the light of the nearer moon, beyond the glass of the port.