"And guess what I've got here," Peer said tenderly.
"What?"
"A nice, soapy cloth. For what you said when you saw the first ghoul. So just open that big trap right up now, Channy!"
He couldn't tell in the dark; but it tasted like she'd taken the trouble to mix something extra foul into the soap lather, too.
"And after you've stopped spitting bubbles," said crew-member Peer, who was switching on all lights to observe that part of the business, "I'll tell you what I saw on the Mound."
Channok shuddered.
"If you don't mind, Peer," he suggested soapily, "let's wait with that till we're a lightyear or two farther out!"