"No, it was just a big indentation in the wall of the crater. I threw some light on it and found it to be ten or fifteen feet deep." He paused as though not sure of what to say next.
"So?"
"So that's where I found my souvenir."
"Well, let's see it!" said Anderson.
Hamston opened his leather bag. The object he removed rendered the crew weak in the knees. He said, "We can have that drink, Anderson, but I don't think we'll enjoy it."
He poured them each a shot from a half-filled bottle of Vodka.