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"I'm afraid the next flight for Venusport with open reservations isn't for four days." "Blast my jets!" growled Roger disgustedly. "Four days!" He sat down on his gear and scowled. Astro leaned against the desk and stared gloomily at the floor. At that moment a young man with a thin face and a strained intense look pushed Tom to one side with a curt "Excuse me!" and stepped up to the desk.
"I was taking a credit pouch to Venusport from Atom City when it was stolen from me." "Could you prove it?" asked Tom. "How could I prove it when I don't know what happened to it?" growled Bush. "Listen, Corbett, you can't hold a little thing like that against me. A man is entitled to one mistake " Tom held up his hand. "Mr.
But" he paused and measured his words carefully "if I were you, I wouldn't wait around for Connel or anyone else to blast my life to pieces by sending me to a prison for one little mistake!" The hatch slid closed behind the two spacemen. Roger stood up and began packing a small spaceman's bag. There was a jet liner coming in from Atom City that would make a stop at Venusport.
There was little else the boys could do but follow the burly officer out of the ship to a well-guarded jet cab which took them through the streets of Venusport to the Solar Guard headquarters. They rode the elevator to the conference room in silence, each boy feeling at any moment that he would collapse from exhaustion.
And he claims to have been in Venusport when the incident happened." Connel thought a moment. "I don't know about Sharkey, but I don't think a public investigation should be made yet. I think it would arouse a lot of speculation and achieve no results."
I was separated from my space buddies two days ago." "Say, Helia," suddenly called one of the other men, "he sounds like a Venusian." "Is that true?" asked the leader. "Are you from Venus?" Astro nodded. "Venusport." "Then why are you in Space Academy?" "I want to be a spaceman." "Why didn't you go to school on Venus, instead of Earth. We have good space schools here."
"Boy," breathed Astro, "he was sure scared of something!" "Yes," said Tom. "And I'm beginning to get a little scared myself!" The cadets climbed into the cab and roared off toward the spaceport, each boy with the feeling that he was sitting on a smoldering volcano that was suddenly starting to erupt around him. "Rocket cruiser Polaris to Solar Guard Venusport!
Gigi Duarte was a small, dapper Frenchman who somehow, in the course of his life, had acquired the nickname "Chicken" and it had been with him ever since. The cadets had met him once before when they rode on a passenger liner from Mars to Venusport and liked the small, stubby spaceman.
And you lived with your mother. I didn't have anything nothing! Did you hear that, Manning? I didn't even have a pair of shoes, until I found a kid at the Venusport spaceport one day and figured his shoes would fit me. I beat the space gas out of him and took his shoes. And then they were so tight, they hurt my feet. I don't know who my father was, nothing about him, except that he was a spaceman.
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