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Astro suddenly wheeled around to see Tom shaking his head weakly and trying to rise up on his elbows. He rushed back to the fallen boy's side. Roger shouted at him angrily, "Leave him alone!" "Ahhh go blow your jets!" was Astro's snarling reply as he bent over Tom, who was now sitting up. "Tom, are you O.K.?" "Yeah yeah," he replied weakly. "But stay out of this. You're the referee.
"There's our answer!" said Loring triumphantly. "Come on!" "Where are we going?" asked Mason. "We're going to have a little talk with our fall guy!" "Ahhh, sit down, Roger," said Astro. "Everything will be O.K." "Yeah," agreed Tom. "You're just wearing out the deck and your nerves walking back and forth like that. Everything will be O.K." Tom tried hard to keep any apprehension out of his voice.
I want to compliment you on the way you've handled yourselves these past few months. You boys are real spacemen!" He saluted and disappeared down the ladder leading to the exit port. "And that," said Roger, turning to his unit-mates, "is known as the royal come-on for a dirty detail!" "Ahhh, stop your gassing, Manning," growled Astro.
Poor souls who have suffered from long starvation mustn't pounce heedlessly on the first food given them. We, on the other hand, didn't have to practice such moderation: we could suck the atoms from the air by the lungful, and it was the breeze, the breeze itself, that poured into us this luxurious intoxication! "Ahhh!" Conseil was putting in. "What fine oxygen!
This time it was a large bean, light pink in color, He separated it from its matrix of flint and rubbed it, and instantly it began glowing. "Ahhh! This is something like it, now!" He rubbed harder; warmed further on his pipe bowl, it fairly blazed. Better than a thousand sols, he told himself. Good color, too.
Scrape-scrape the monotonous noise bit into the ears of the men, gnawed at their nerves. "Ahhh " Ali kept his voice to a whisper, but his hand jerked to draw their attention to the right at deck level. Dane saw that flicker along a log. The stowaway pest was now the same brilliant color as the wood, indistinguishable until it moved, which probably explained how it had come on board.
Atmananda occasionally paced the carpets of the new Centre, improvising a song from Fiddler On The Roof in which pious dairyman Tevya aspires for a little wealth from God. "If I were a realized soul!" Atmananda began. "Ahhh yaahtuh daahtuh daahtuh yaahtuh daahtuh daahtuh daahtuh duhm. All day long I'd bittih bittih buhm. If I were a realized soul! Ahhh wouldn't have to work hard... "
"What'd he say?" MacMaine asked, just to keep his oar in. "Ahhh, nothing serious, I guess," said VanDeusen, around a mouthful of steak. "Said we were all clogged up with paper work, makin' reports on tests, things like that. Said, why don't we figure out something to pop those Carrot-skins outa the sky. So I said to him, 'Look, Lootenant, I said, 'you got your job to do, I got mine.
Tom quickly ran his hands up and down Roger's arms and legs, his chest, collarbone and at last, with gently probing fingers, his head. "No broken bones," he said, still looking at Roger, "but I don't know about internal injuries." "He wasn't pinned under that thing," said Astro at last. "It was resting on a beam. No weight was on him." "Uh huh ahhh uhhhh," moaned Roger.
"It burns in my head ... the fire " The rocking of the ship rolled Ross away from his fellow prisoner toward the opposite side of the hold. There was a roar of voice, bull strong above the noise on deck, then the sound of feet back and forth there. "The fire ... ahhh " Loketh's voice rose to a scream.
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