No one gave a thought to the older worlds of space as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea.
I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain’t those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men?
Always the same impassible member of the Reform Club, whom no incident could surprise, as unvarying as the ship's chronometers, and seldom having the curiosity even to go upon the deck.