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`` No , '' replied Dalzell , looking up with real interest this times `` If Digby made a fool of himself I 'll be glad to hear about it , for Dig was always just a little bit too chesty to suit me . '' `` Well , Dig was n't a bit chesty the first day that he was ordered to shoot the sun , '' Dave laughed . `` Dig took the sextant , and made a prize shot , or thought he did . After he had got the sun , plumb at noon , he lowered the instrument and made his reading most carefully . Then he went into the chart room , and got busy with his calculations . The longer Dig worked the worse his head ached . He stared at his figures , tore them up and tried again .