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Lockley reached over and flipped back the switch he'd seen Jill flip over. He carefully put down the headset. He stood up. The driver and the small man came back. They picked up the sleeping drunk and moved toward the door. Something fell out of the drunk's pocket. It was a wallet. They did not notice. They went out, carrying the drunk. Jill stooped and recovered it. She looked at Lockley's face.
Then Jill said breathlessly, "The switch-board has some long distance lines. I know how to connect them. Shall I try?" Lockley agreed emphatically. Jill slipped into the operator's chair and donned the headset. She inserted a plug and pressed a switch. "I did an article once on how Hello! Serena calling. I have a very important message for the military officer in command of the cordon.
There was no flak and no lights below. Darkness still filled the world, but dawn was not far away. A buzzer signal in his headset told Stan it was time to settle down for low flying. Light had begun to show in the east. Down went the Mustangs, and as the dawn began to lighten the low country below, they roared across the German countryside.
A shadow of uncertainty crossed his face, followed by a quickly suppressed expression of distaste. Morely watched him. "Well?" he demanded impatiently, "I don't feel or see anything unusual." "Of course not, sir," explained Bond smoothly. "You haven't put on the other headband yet." "Oh? I thought you could establish communication with only one headset, so long as you were in the same room."
His voice had a harsh metallic tone through the headset spacephones. Roger hurried along with Astro to the number-one boat and climbed inside. "Jet boat has its own oxygen system," said Astro to Roger. "Better make use of it while we're in here and save our suits' supplies." "Good idea," said Roger.
She permitted herself to be led to the chair, and then went through a routine of skittishness, turning her head and squirming incessantly, which made it impossible for James to place the headset properly. This went on until he stalked away and sat down again. Immediately Martha sat like a statue.
He looked at each of the four Earth-beings intensely for a moment, then pointed toward the table upon which stood the mechanical educator, and Seaton placed it in front of the peculiar visitor. As Seaton donned a headset and handed one to the stranger, the latter stared at him, impressing upon his consciousness that he was to be given a knowledge of English.
Seaton instantly threw off his headset and opened the power switch. "Grab a stopwatch quick, Mart!" he called, as he leaped to the discarded vacuum suit and searched out the peculiar timepiece. They noted the exact time consumed by one complete revolution of one of the dials, and calculated rapidly. "Better than I thought!" exclaimed Seaton. "That makes his year about four hundred ten of our days.
By April 1950 every person at White Sands was UFO-conscious, so one member of the camera crew grabbed a telephone headset, alerted the other crews, and told them to get pictures. Unfortunately only one camera had film in it, the rest had already been unloaded, and before they could reload, the UFO was gone. The photos from the one station showed only a smudgy dark object.
Back out in space, the vessel stationary, Seaton introduced the emperors and commanders-in-chief to each other introductions which were acknowledged almost imperceptibly. He then gave each a headset, and ran the complete record of the Fenachrone brain. "Stop!" shouted Roban, after only a moment. "Would you, the Overlord of Osnome, reveal such secrets as this to the arch-enemies of Osnome?"
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