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“
Lump
!
Lump
!
Lump
!
Lump
!
”
Another
thumper
!
Paul
thought
.
Again
it
sounded
off
to
their
right
.
A
shudder
passed
through
the
worm
.
It
drew
farther
away
into
the
sand
.
Only
a
mounded
upper
curve
remained
like
half
a
bell
mouth
,
the
curve
of
a
tunnel
rearing
above
the
dunes
.
Sand
rasped
.
The
creature
sank
farther
,
retreating
,
turning
.
It
became
a
mound
of
cresting
sand
that
curved
away
through
a
saddle
in
the
dunes
.
Paul
stepped
out
of
the
crack
,
watched
the
sand
wave
recede
across
the
waste
toward
the
new
thumper
summons
.
Jessica
followed
,
listening
:
“
Lump
.
.
.
lump
.
.
.
lump
.
.
.
lump
.
.
.
lump
.
.
.
.
”
Presently
the
sound
stopped
.
Paul
found
the
tube
into
his
stillsuit
,
sipped
at
the
reclaimed
water
.
