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You are expected to defend yourself against him to the top of your bent. He is your legal opponent in honorable warfare. You can pour hot-shot into him with murderous vigor; and the more he wriggles, the better you feel. In fact, it is rather refreshing to measure swords once in a while with such a one. You like to exert your power and keep yourself in practice.
He eased it back down to the floor on his knees and dropped it the last few inches. He sat on the floor beside it and hung his head between his knees. "Are you all right, Astro?" asked Tom. "Never mind me," panted Astro between deep gasps for breath, "just see if hot-shot is O.K."
What about that space-gassing hot-shot?" " Manning just tore through the rec hall trying to get some of the other Earthworm units to bet their galley demerits against your outfit." Tom's mouth sagged open. "You mean, he actually wanted to bet that Astro would pass?" "Not just pass, Corbett, but he wanted to bet that your unit would be top rocket of the Earthworms! The head of the list!"
"What kind of a deal?" asked Shinny. "Hot-shot Manning for the satellite!" "He hasn't told you everything, Mr. Shinny," said Roger in his casual drawl. "They are the ones who caused the crash of the Annie Jones and the deaths of Jardine and Bangs. They framed me!" "Then," mused Shinny, "you're cleared?" "Yeah," growled Mason, "he's cleared!
Dale spends almost a year building that thing, with the help of the leading electronic scientists in the Alliance, and he can't wait to tell them about a few of his ideas!" "I didn't mean that," complained Roger. "All I said was " "You don't have to say a word, hot-shot," interrupted Astro. "I can read your thoughts as though they were flashed on a stereo screen!" "Oh, yeah!" growled Roger.
The mercuryball fell to the ground, spun in a dizzy circle and with a gentle tap by Richards, rolled to Davison, who took it in stride and sent it soaring for a forty-five-yard goal. The Capella unit had drawn first blood. "Well, hot-shot," snarled Roger back on the starting line, "what happened to the big pass-stealing idea?" "I tripped, Manning," said Tom through clenched teeth. "Yeah!
"Excuse me a minute, hot-shot," said Astro. "Gotta check the baffling around reaction tube three." The big cadet hurriedly donned a lead-lined protective suit and entered the reaction chamber. After a moment he reappeared and took off the suit. He poured a glass of water, handed it to Roger, and poured another for himself. "Gets pretty hot down here," he said.
"I wonder what Tom is up to?" said Roger thoughtfully. "He said he knew who the saboteur was, but he needed help to prove it." "I'd give a full year's leave just to get my hands on that guy for ten minutes," said Astro. "Yeah," grunted Roger. "Well, come on, hot-shot, we still got a lot of cleaning to do."
Julien Ochorowicz, head of the General Psychologic Institute of Paris; Professor Porro, the astronomer; Colonel Albert de Rochas, author of The Externalization of Motivity, and others of like character." "We don't want the review, we want your account," said Harris. "Don't spare us. Give us detail lots of it." "Thank you; you shall have it hot-shot, but I'll have to generalize the story for you.
Astro released the smaller cadet and faced him. "Well, hot-shot, I promised you something when I got back, didn't I?" "Make it later, will you, and I'll be glad to oblige." He walked toward the door. "I've got to go down and collect a bet." "What bet?" asked Astro. "With Tony Richards." "But I thought you were afraid to bet on me!" "Not at all, Astro.
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