But there was nothing that they could see here that was not already shown in greater detail on photographs taken from the Hub.
After a few minutes, they called for the light to return to them, and began to walk eastwards along the edge of the cliff.
It had been plausibly theorized that, somewhere, there must surely be a flight of steps, or a ramp, leading down to the Sea.
And one crewman, who was a keen sailor, had raised an interesting conjecture.

«Where there’s a sea,» Sergeant Ruby Barnes had predicted, «there must be docks and harbours – and ships.
You can learn everything about a culture by studying the way it builds boats.»

Her colleagues thought this a rather restricted point of view, but at least it was a stimulating one.

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