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Updated: May 10, 2025
Fort had fouled his parachute on a stanchion, in landing. Breathless, he lay in a tangle heap, looking up at the towering bulk of the deputy. "You're not going to get clear this time, Fort, like you did that night with the Cobulus and Ernol's gang!" Norbith was saying savagely, gloating over the man at his feet. "Thought the lad killed me, I suppose. I was barely stunned.
We can't keep people from talking to their own children; perhaps Ernol's great-grandparents told him of the days when every one was allowed to vote." The shock-headed man got another idea. "What has the man to say against our system of voting in proportion to property interests?"
It is true that I handed them to one of my comrades; but I shall not tell you which one." "Your time is up," said the man with the silver heart evenly. "Will you tell?" Ernol contented himself with a contemptuous shake of the head. The man of the couch, for the first time conceding young Ernol's presence, now ordered him brought forward.
On the other side of this was a small building, with no opening save one door, now bright with light. Inside, Ernol found the other men who had been arrested with him, closely watched by a dozen of the prison guards. His father was not there; apparently they were waiting for him to be brought. "It worked all right," whispered the man at Ernol's right, as the boy was lined up.
He called it called it Hafen!" "Yes. And the other the world which is the home of the working people, but which they do not own; the world whose factories and farms provide a standard living for the workers and lives of luxury for the owners this world is known as Holl. But if I read young Ernol's mind aright, these words mean nothing more or less than Heaven and hell!"
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