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On second thought, he had done pretty well so far, at that he felt he had a right to feel good about that. But he wasn't done yet, by a whole tankful of fuel. The problem stayed with him even in sleep, but in the morning he had an idea. As soon as he got his crew down into the mine and working, he got out the frequency-transformer, and called Geck to him.
He thrust the frequency-transformer into a hole prepared for just such an emergency, grabbed up his shock-rod and stepped closer to the natives. He was standing there, to all appearances strictly on the job of making his charges work, when Philander came crawling up the rise into the pocket where this crew was mining the glossy, lustrous pitch-blank uraninite ore.
"Animated trees," Hanlon had first called them, although now they were so familiar to him, and he knew them so well that he thought of them, naturally and without question, as "people." The young Secret Serviceman explained to the elder about the frequency-transformer he had built but dismantled before leaving Algon.
His course in the Corps school had included considerable mechanics and electronics, and the tearing down and rebuilding of many of the machines and instruments the Corps used. What he was trying to make now was a "frequency-transformer."
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