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“Let’s keep our minds on what we’re watching for—the tidal bore coming up the river. I’d say it’s due any moment now, the way those boats are getting ready for”
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries
“Eerie silence spread over the jungle following the machine-gun firing. The jungle was holding its breath. The monkeys, birds, even the cicadas, stopped their endless chattering and calling for several moments. Chuba sat rigid, his fists clenched, as fear tore at his nerves. Biff! What had happened to his friend Biff? What could he do? What was there to do? The questions whirled in his head. No sensible answers came. If he went back down the trail toward the river, he might run into the guards, still prowling, ready to let loose their deadly spray of bullets at the slightest strange sound or movement. But what about Biff? Had those shots been directed at him? And had they reached him? Chuba shuddered at the thought. After waiting as long as his worried mind would permit him, Chuba decided to investigate. On his stomach, he wormed his way toward the path. At the edge of the brush, he stopped. For minutes he lay still, listening, listening, straining his ears to catch any sound that might warn him of the guards’ presence. "It’s all right," he told himself, trying desperately to rebuild his courage. "They’ve gone back to the clearing. It’s safe for me to explore.”
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries
“Cesium!" Understanding came to Hank Mahenili. Any informed engineer knew the importance of this element. "Just what is cesium, Dad? And what is it used for?" "Technically, son, its atomic number is 55, and its atomic weight is 132.91. Its use?" Mr. Brewster smiled. "I’ll tell you this, we’ll never get to the moon without it." "You mean it’s used in rocket propulsion?" Biff asked. "That’s right, Biff. It’s a high-thrust, long-life rocket propulsion fuel. Most costly." "More than gold?" Li asked eagerly. "Much more, Li. If you and Biff had about ten pounds of it between you, you’d have your education paid at any college you wanted to go to—M.I.T., Cal Tech—any of them." "Wow! Must be worth more than a thousand dollars a pound, then," Biff said, his voice filled with amazement.”
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries
“float of wiliwili wood to give the slender canoe more stability.”
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries
― The Biff Brewster Mysteries




