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Eyer's nose was bleeding and one eye was closed when the reception committee finally came to close quarters, smothered them by sheer weight of numbers, and made them prisoners. Jeter's right wrist was manacled to Eyer's left with a pair of ordinary steel handcuffs. Their weapons were taken away from them now.
F. Eyer's Dorset Girl and Miss W. Easton's Okeford Queen. Although, as a rule, the most consistent winners in the leash have not been noted for their good looks, there have been exceptions in which the opposite has been the case. Fullerton was a good-looking dog, if not quite up to the form required in the show ring. Mr.
And through many doors denizens of the lower control room, hurried out by the commands of Sitsumi, were racing to head them off. But nothing could stop them. One man got in their way and Eyer's right fist caved in his face with one deadly, devastating blow. They had now reached the stairs. The space ship was being hurled at the five remaining planes.
The manacles were brought into view again. They looked at each other. Eyer grinned and held out his left hand. Jeter snapped the second cuff to Eyer's wrist. The act was significant. Whatever happened to them, would happen to both in equal measure. It was a gesture which needed no words.
He was doing little better than guessing. He felt sure of but one thing, that the agency which was wreaking the havoc was a human one, and he was perfectly willing to match his wits and Eyer's against any human intelligence. Jeter slipped into the cushioned seat beside Eyer. The altimeter registered fifteen thousand feet.
We have to get close to this thing to see what it is." "Parachutes?" said Eyer. Jeter nodded. "It would simplify matters if the thing happened to tilt over and spill us off, I think," said Jeter, matching Eyer's grin with one of his own. "I can't think with any degree of equanimity of plunging ninety thousand feet without a parachute." "I'm not sure I'd care for it with one," said Eyer.
Jeter could see Eyer's shudder as he asked the question. Slowly the fingers of his partner spelled out the answer. "I've a feeling of eyes boring into my back. I sense that the substance under us is malignant, inimical. I have the same feeling with every step I take, as though the unseen surface were endowed with arms capable of reaching out and grabbing me."
"Now, Tema," shouted Jeter, "if you believe in God if you have faith pray for strength to move this plane!" "Where?" "So that its wheels and nose go through this open door! Then it won't travel forward when we start the motor and our pursuers won't be able to get through to stop us." "You think of everything, don't you?" There was a grin on Eyer's face. But his eyes were stern.
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