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Horace looked at the picture of Very Great Uncle
Basilosaurus. Morris was correct. It was indeed a huge creature with a
streamlined body and tiny limbs, especially the hind ones. Definitely not a
walker, let alone a runner—some sort of weird, mutant whale. “You said that
running makes the moose a moose. Very Great Uncle Basilosaurus looks like a
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“Good point,” admitted Morris. “But I think the
running is in the bones, no matter how much they have faded away. Look here
at Very Great Aunt Rodhocetus. She lived some time before Very Great Uncle Basilosaurus.
Take a look at her hind legs!” |
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Horace stared at the picture of Very Great Aunt Rodhocetus’
hind leg. To his astonishment, the ankle bone looked exactly as Morris had
bragged about: two rounded ends, just right for a runner’s leg motion. Yet,
according to a note below her picture, Very Great Aunt Rodhocetus was
remembered as a champion swimmer. She had a long body and a powerful tail,
though not flattened like a fluke. Her leg and arm bones were limbs, not
flippers, but they were flattened and paddle-like. |
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