seemed

air of the tunnel filled their nostrils.

6 — THE CITY PEOPLE
“This should be it,” Rolth half whispered.
The car was slowing down, drawing to the right side of the tunnel. Ahead a dim light glowed. They must be approaching another platform. Kartr glanced at the dial on his wrist band. It had taken them exactly five minutes planet time to reach this place. Whether or not it was the one they wanted—that was another question. They had aimed at a point they thought would be directly under what seemed to be a large public building in the very center of the city. If any human or Bemmy force had taken over here that would be the logical place to find them.
“Anyone ahead?” asked Rolth, trusting as usual to Kartr’s perception.
The sergeant sent a mind probe on and then shook his head. “Not a trace. Either they don’t know about these ways or they have no interest in them.”
“I’m inclined to believe that they don’t know.” The Faltharian grabbed at a mooring