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But a few hours later, from deep in space, he looked back at the Town, shining in the distance, and in the blue mood of thinking about Charlie Reynolds, Mitch Storey, and Two-and-Two, he wondered how much longer it, or Nance, or anything else, could last. Then he glanced down at the bright sweater, and chuckled... Unexpectedly, Ramos remained an active member of KRNH Enterprises for over a year.
"You damned, independent bums you, too, Nelsen!" he began to growl. But when he saw Nelsen's jaw harden, he got the point, and grinned, instead. "Okay, Frank. Nobody's indispensible. I might do the same when you come back who knows...?" Frank Nelsen joined a KRNH bubb convoy Earthbound, but also passing fairly close to Mars within a few hours.
Keep wearing those Archers, people. Glad the kid likes to play in his..." Nelsen had donned his own Seven, with the helmet fastened across his chest by a strap. At the KRNH office, there was a letter, which luckily hadn't been sent out to Post Eight. The tone was more serious than that of any that Nance Codiss had sent before. "Dear Frank: I'm actually coming your way.
If anything will approach answering all problems, they will. And KRNH is as well able to put them into effect as anybody... So unless you've got some better suggestions?" Art Kuzak looked the sketches over shrewdly for half an hour. "All right, Frank," he said after some further conversation. "It looks good enough. I'll chip in. Whether they're sucker bait or not, these things will sell.
The owner of the Hobby Center was now a long-time member of KRNH Enterprises. He had the means to expand and modernize the place beyond recognition. But clearly he had realized that some things should not change.
"Okay, Art you seem like a formal fella. Mex and I joined up and helped out pretty much as informal company members. But as long as we've put in our dough, let's make it official, in writing and signed. The KRNH Enterprises Kuzak, Ramos, Nelsen and Hines. The 'H' could also stand for Hendricks Paul Hendricks." "I like it that way, you suspicious slob," Art Kuzak chuckled.
Often enough, Nelsen was alone. At first, KRNH just handled the usual supplies. But when factory and hydroponic equipment began to arrive, Joe Kuzak and Frank Nelsen might be out establishing a new post. There'd be green help, bubbing out from the Moon, to break in. Nelsen would see new faces that still seemed familiar, because they were like those of the old Bunch, as it had been.
By luck the Lesters lived in the small above-the-surface portion of Pallastown that had not been seriously damaged. Frank Nelsen also killed, during a trip to Post One of the KRNH Enterprises, to get more stellene and other materials to expand the temporary encampments for the survivors. He killed two fleeing men coldly and at a distance, because they did not answer his hail.
Just organized discipline ain't gonna work. A guy has to want things his own way..." In a more general view, doubts were sneaking up on Frank Nelsen, though as far as KRNH was concerned, he had started the ball rolling. "We'll keep our fingers crossed," he said. It was only a couple of Earth-days later that another member of the old Bunch showed up.
Frank Nelsen had another reason for coming to Pallastown. Afield, you avoided beam communication, nowadays, whenever you could. Someone might trace your beam to its source, and jump you for whatever you had. But Gimp Hines could tell Nelsen about the absent Bunch members and the old friends, while they both sat in the little KRNH office in Town. "... Paul Hendricks is still the same, Frank.
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