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Nor a raft to retreat to the middle of the lake. “We need to find something… The end came somewhat abruptly and stunned us both. I hope it’s not an indecent one!” she said. Do you think we’ll make it?” She asked in a whimpering tone, and all her aplomb seemed to suddenly melt away. Then again, maybe that’s how I seemed to her… What if they know nothing about sexual dimorphism? From the looks of it, the small ones had recovered first from the effects of the drug – or whatever it was that was going to work on us. “Does a shelter or something like that where we can take refuge exist around here? A terrible thought suddenly struck me: what if they are asexual? If the lion had kept himself in regal expectation, the Siberian tiger seemed to kill only for his own pleasure.