On Jupiter, Flandry hears:
"...the eternal snarling of a wind which would have blown down any city men could build..." (p. 179)
We ought to pause on such phrases rather than just speed past them.
When the ship carrying Flandry and Chives has crashed on a floating iceberg in the Red Spot of Jupiter:
"The floor shook. It banged and crashed outside. A fog of free radicals drifted green past the window, and the red iceberg spun in Jupiter's endless gale." (p. 188)
OK: an endless gale; a red iceberg spinning around in the gale; on the berg, a wrecked ship; in the ship, Flandry and Chives in the classic scenario of fictional heroes facing death but devising a clever, last-minute escape...
Chapter VI opens with Flandry's report:
"- And in that well-worn nick of time..." (ibid.)
Dig it.
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