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Updated: June 15, 2025
The outer door was open too and it had not been opened since this last landing by anybody else. The landing-sling cables were run out. They swung slowly in the light that fell upon them from the inside of the ship. A smell came in the opening. It was the smell of beasts. It was a musky, ammoniacal smell, somehow not alien even though it was unfamiliar. There were noises outside in the night.
They had, of course, to wait until the ground at least partly cooled before the landing-sling could be used. Around them the noises of the forest continued. There were cooling, crackling sounds from the ship. "I wonder how they found their way back!" said Babs. "I didn't think they ever could. Did you?" "Babs," said Cochrane, "you lied to me! You said you'd wake me in two hours.
He scowled more deeply than before. "I'm sorry you feel that way. But if that's it " "And on the way," said Babs. "When they're not watching, you might kiss me." They had a considerable pile of the red-fleshed fruits ready when the ground had cooled enough for them to reach the landing-sling. Once aboard the ship, Cochrane headed for the control-room, with Jamison and Bell tagging after him.
He brushed himself off, beaming at Alicia and Jamison and Babs and Cochrane. Cochrane ground his teeth. He went to the airlock and looked down outside. Holden was bent over the creature Johnny Simms had killed. He straightened up and came back toward the ship. He went faster when the ground grew hot under his feet. He fairly leaped into the landing-sling and started it up.
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