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Waddell, the newspaperman, was a fellow in his middle forties, with a graying crewcut, heavy-framed glasses, and a large jaw padded with fat.
Now he was going to show how much he knew.
`` Our boy didn't chicken out, no sir.
He ran into the rapture of the depths.
Nitrogen narcosis.
It makes the diver feel drunk ''.

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