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This must be a victim, a possible ally. The man was stirring. The overhanging arm was feebly trying to grasp something. If he were to roll over He did not have time. Tolto dragged him in to the safety of the airlock opening, where he could watch. There were sounds of pursuit, faint and cautious. Tolto grinned at the naked stranger. "Who are you, little bug?" he asked.
The fourth had blue fingers on one hand. "We've got orders," said their leader, steadily, "to come on board and learn from you how to handle this ship. It's better than the one we've got." "I asked for you," repeated Calhoun. "I've an idea I'll explain as we go along.... Those boxes?" Someone was passing in iron boxes through the airlock. One of the four very carefully brought them inside.
There were no police at the airlock, and the maintenance employee stationed there did not even look up as Dark's approach activated the inner door. He drove the groundcar into the airlock. The inner door closed behind him. The outer door opened, and Dark drove out onto the highway that struck straight across the Syrtis Major Lowland toward the Aeria Desert and Edom. It was as simple as that.
"What's the situation?" "The groundcars attacked the south building," replied Vidonati. "They moved in and concentrated all three car beams on the airlock and burned it through. I counted nine men in marsuits who left the groundcars and went into the building. Of course, as soon as they started blasting the airlocks, I closed the emergency barrier to block off the downward ramp."
"That kind of talk serves no good purpose," said Nuwell irritably. "The rebel movement has been broken now, and there's no point in thinking about the illegal things they tried to do." They came down the slope and approached the southern airlock of Ultra Vires. The airlock was still sealed. Nuwell activated it, and they went through it into the big building. It was dark inside.
Taj Lamor sent his little machine darting through the great airlock in the side of the gigantic interstellar ship and lowered it gently to the floor. A man stepped forward, opened the door for the leader, saluting him briskly as he stepped out; then the car was run swiftly aside, to be placed with thousands of others like it.
Collins yelled and cursed, he tried to pull off the acceleration webbing and claw through the airlock. Nobody paid any attention to him. Count downs had been automated. Smith-Boerke was handling this one himself, and he cut off the Audio-In switch from the spaceship. Doc Candle said nothing else for a moment, and the spaceship, almost an entity itself, went on with its work.
Behind it and all about it there was the background of space, so thickly jeweled with stars that there seemed no room for another tiny gem. Cochrane looked. He said nothing. Holden stumbled on to the airlock. He remembered to hold the door open for Babs. And then there was the interior of the laboratory.
Certainly gold doesn't have enough tensile strength to hold itself up under this gravity not in such masses as that." Arcot brought the ship down beside the tower and the men once more went out through the airlock into the cold of the almost airless world. They flew across to the pyramid and looked for some means of entrance.
He brushed himself off, beaming at Alicia and Jamison and Babs and Cochrane. Cochrane ground his teeth. He went to the airlock and looked down outside. Holden was bent over the creature Johnny Simms had killed. He straightened up and came back toward the ship. He went faster when the ground grew hot under his feet. He fairly leaped into the landing-sling and started it up.
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