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He went up another flight, and Holden went with him in a sort of stilly, unnatural calm. Cochrane ran the film-tape through the reversed camera for examination. Outside, there waved long green tresses of extraordinarily elongated leaves. The patches of reed-like stuff stirred in the breeze. Jamison appeared in the control-room. He began to question Holden hopefully about the ground-cover outside.
We'll be glad to help you any way we can and we may call on you for help again. Goodbye, Barkovis goodbye, all Titania!" He made his way through the bitterly cold shop into the control-room of their lifeboat, and while he was divesting himself of his heavy suit, Nadia lifted the Forlorn Hope into the blue-green sky of Titan, accompanied by an escort of the mirrored globes.
Nobody could keep political office if he tried to keep his constituents from food and cash and adventure even by proxy when they send expendable Cousin Albert out to see if he can make a living there. We've got to take reasonable precautions against germs, of course. We'll have trouble enforcing them. But we'll manage!" Al called down from the control-room.
Holden and Johnny Simms came clattering down from the control-room together. They looked excited. They plunged together toward the stair-well that would take them to the deck on which the airlock opened. Holden panted, "Jed! Creatures outside! They look like men!" The communicator-screen faithfully monitored the end of the commercial.
Much, much later, Cochrane and Babs were again in the control-room, and this time they were alone. "Look!" said Cochrane vexedly. "Do you realize that I haven't kissed you since we got back on the ship? What happened?" "You!" said Babs indignantly. "You've been thinking about something else every second of the time!" Cochrane did not think about anything else for several minutes.
Hakim Farid joined the boys long enough to say, "We've about decided the strange signals are not originating within the system. Now we're looking at the possibility that some local source is giving us interference. We thought we'd eliminated all outside noise, but perhaps something new came up after we finished checking." Rick pointed to Cairo, visible through the control-room window.
"The thing I shot!" cried Johnny Simms fiercely. "I want to have it mounted! Nobody else ever killed anything like that! I want it!" The ship surged upward more strongly. Cochrane said coldly: "It's too late now. Get out. I'm busy." He returned his eyes to the screen. Johnny Simms raced for the stairs. A little later Cochrane heard shoutings in the control-room. But he was too busy to inquire.
But he made out the spaceport and the shadow of the landing grid, and in the very center of that grid there was something silvery which cast a shadow of its own. A ship. A liner. There was a tap on the control-room door. Thal. "Anything happening?" he asked uneasily. "I just sighted the ship we're going to take," said Hoddan. Thal looked unhappy. He withdrew.
There was an armed guard in the control-room of the ship. He'd watched Calhoun a good part of the previous day as Calhoun performed his mysterious work. He'd been off-duty and now was on duty again. He was bored. So long as Calhoun did not touch the control-board, though, he was uninterested. He didn't even turn his head when Maril led the way into the other cabin and slid the door shut.
I haven't had a real chance to show what I can do with this sort of material!" "Forget it!" Cochrane snapped again. "Stick to your cameras!" Jamison said hopefully: "You'll give me some data on plants and animals, Mr. Cochrane? Won't you? I'm doing a book with Bell's pictures, and " "Let me alone!" raged Cochrane. He reached the control-room.
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