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Should Ross see him, Tom would have to make an attempt to knock him out and get the ray gun before Quent could do anything. "Careful, Quent!" called Ross as he moved toward the open hatch. "You too," replied his brother. "This kid is plenty smart." Tom breathed a silent prayer. Ross was now opposite the door. Should the black-suited spaceman decide to look behind it, Tom would be at his mercy.
In another ten strides he reined up Bayard, turned, and came back at a walk. He confronted a lean, narrow-chested young man, black-suited, pale of face, with watery eyes, straw-coloured eyelashes and an underbred smile that twitched between timidity and assurance. "Ah?" queried the Collector, eyeing him and disliking him at sight. "Are you " doubtfully "by any chance Mr. Wapshott, the Surveyor?"
"You're beginning to suspect everything, Roger. He might be going to get a part or grab a bite to eat." "Where? In Atom City?" asked Roger. "That's the slidewalk to the monorail station." He pointed to the black-suited figure as he hopped on another moving belt that angled away from theirs. "Oh, forget it," groaned Tom. "I'm too tired to think about it now.
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