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It ain't going to be any snap. "And there's another thing bothers me, Weary. It's going to be one peach of a job to make the boys believe it hard enough to make their entries in time." Andy grinned wrily. "By gracious, this is where I could see a gilt-edged reputation for telling the truth!" "You could, all right," Weary agreed sympathetically.
It was a twisty grin, and not altogether mirthful. "Yeah," he said wrily. "I see it. They were crazy too. I should've had more sense than to get mad." Then his grin grew a trifle twistier. "I didn't tell you that the thing that made me maddest was when they wanted to put earrings on me. I grabbed a club then and uh persuaded them I didn't like the idea." Sally chortled.
But naturally there are instincts " She waited. He did not finish. "What do you do about instincts that work and music and such things can't satisfy?" Calhoun grinned wrily; "I'm stern with them. I have to be." He stood up and plainly expected her to go into the other cabin for the night. She did.
The vastness of all creation seemed still to revolve slowly about him. The monstrous globe which was Earth moved sedately from above his head to under his feet and continued the slow revolution. The Platform rotated in a clockwise direction. He was drifting very slowly away. "Chief," he said wrily, "you can't do worse than I'm doing, and we're rushed for time. You might come out. But listen!
But my gang and myself we've had all the training we can get without an actual take-off. We're the best-trained crew to try it. I think we'll manage." "I see," said the major. "You'll do your best." "We may have to do better than that," admitted Joe wrily. "True enough. You may." The major paused.
He had friends, too friends he could not afford to lose friends who could not afford to lose him. Doubtless his murder would be avenged in due course; but He grimaced wrily to himself in the darkness, and tried once more to ease his cramped limbs. From outside came the murmur of voices. He could just see the shoulder of one of his guards at the entrance and the steel glint of a rifle-barrel.
"And," he finished wrily, "I brought back an emergency supply of ship-provisions for everybody concerned, but find that I'm idiot enough to feel that they'll choke me if I eat them while Dara's still starving." Maril said; "But there isn't any hope for Dara! No real hope!" He gaped at her. "What do you think we're here for?" He set to work to restore his four recent students to consciousness.
"There is not much to say to you," said the major without visible emotion. "Of course the next crew will start its training immediately, but it may be a month before another ship can take off. It is extremely desirable that you reach the Platform today." "Yes, sir," said Joe wrily. "I have even a personal motive to get there. If I don't, I break my neck." The major ignored the comment.
And as he came upright and the light of the lanterns fell full upon his face the astonishingly white fairness of it was revealed a woman's face it might have been, so softly rounded was it in its beardlessness. Asad smiled wrily in his white beard, guessing that the boy had been sent by his ever-watchful mother to learn who came and what the tidings that they bore.
He was fairly well pleased with his success to date, but the grue of fear was still with him. He was getting part way where he wanted to be, but ... this was certainly no picnic he was muscling into. He remembered his father's injunction to take it easy at first, and grimaced wrily.
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