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Once we go into a braking ellipse, we can reach a hospital in less than an hour by snapper-boat." "Let him go," MacFife said. The doctor wasn't happy about it, but he had run out of arguments. "All right, Commander if you'll assume responsibility for getting him off the asteroid and into a Terra or space platform hospital in time." "I'll do that," MacFife assured him.
I’m one grateful Planeteer, believe me!" "Come on. We’ll hurry right across ship to the opposite valve. Lad, I’ve a son in the Planeteers and he’s just about your own age. He’s on Ganymede. He and the others will be proud of what ye’ve done." MacFife was pulling himself along rapidly by the convenient handholds. Rip followed, his breathing a little rapid in the heavier air of the ship.
Once we go into a braking ellipse, we can reach a hospital in less than an hour by snapper-boat." "Let him go," MacFife said. The doctor wasn’t happy about it, but he had run out of arguments. "All right, Commander. If you’ll assume responsibility for getting him off the asteroid and into a Terra or space platform hospital in time." "I’ll do that," MacFife assured him.
Check them quickly." He put his lips together in a straight line and stared at the Federation men. They stared back with equal coldness. Around them, Connie spacemen with wooden, expressionless faces waited without moving. The minutes ticked by. Rip wondered again what kind of plan MacFife and Galliene had. When would the excitement start?
"Unless we can think of something fast, this will be a Connie asteroid by then. The Consops cruiser is moving in on us. He’s careful, because he isn’t sure of the situation. But even at his present speed he’ll be here in ten minutes." "Stand by." Terra base was silent for a few moments, then the voice replied. "I think we have an answer for you, Foster. Terra base off. Go ahead, MacFife."
Rip shook hands solemnly with the grinning Scotchman. It would be a long time before Consops tried piracy again. "We'll be back at our family fight again tomorrow," MacFife said, "but today we celebrate together. Ah, lad, this is pure joy to me. I've had a score to settle with yon Connies for years. Now I've done it." He put an arm around Rip's shoulders.
Also, we’ll need a nuclear charge to throw us into a braking ellipse. And we need a new landing boat. The sun baked the equipment out of ours." MacFife nodded. "So be it. I’ll send men to the asteroid to bring back the prisoners and your Planeteers." He smiled. "We’ll let yon rock go by itself while hot showers and a good meal are had by all. It’s the least of what ye’ve earned."
"I object!" the Connie bellowed. "Come now," MacFife burred soothingly. "Checking a few instruments won’t hurt ye." A small rocket exhaust appeared, leaving the Aquila. The exhaust grew rapidly, more rapidly than that of any snapper-boat. Rip watched it, while keeping his ears tuned to the space conversation. Koa tugged his arm. "See that, sir?" Rip nodded.
The Eagle was commanded by a tough Scotsman, and the Archer by a Frenchman. Commander MacFife spoke through the communicator. "Switch bands to universal, lad. Me’n Galliene are goin’ to talk this Connie into a braw mess. MacFife off." Rip guessed that the two cruiser commanders had been in communication while enroute to the asteroid and had cooked up some kind of plan.
We will do this jointly, the Aquila and the Sagittarius. We will take turns towing you, my friend. We will haul you to Terra like any other piece of space junk." MacFife could remain quiet no longer. "Yes, mister. And that’s no’ the end o’ it. We will collect the salvage fee. One half the value of the salvaged vessel. Aye! My men will like that, since we share and share alike on salvage.
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