I'd never seen their likes.

Every well-equipped débris digger on the Diamond Fields has a “buddler,” although he may not call it such.

The dung beetle had lamellate antennae.

A narrow and deserted street in deep shadow, high houses, innumerable windows with Venetian blinds, a dead silence, grass sprouting between the stones, imposing carriage archways right and left, immense double doors standing ponderously ajar.