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"Three seven G four two acknowledging!" he said, and again Chet observed how all trace of accent had departed from his voice; it was an indication of the moment's tenseness and of the pilot's full understanding of their position. The answering order was crisply spoken; this was a different Jimmy Maddux from the one who had chaffed the Irish pilot some hours before. "Stand by! We're coming down!
But Chet was not listening. The snowy clouds had broken for an instant; their ship had driven through and beneath them. Through the wild, whirling chaos of white there came for an instant a rift and far across an icy expanse Chet glimpsed a range of black hills! He spoke sharply to the pilot. "That's Jimmy Maddux above us kid him along, Spud!
A voice, startling in its sudden loudness, filled the little room. "Calling three seven G four two! Stand by for orders! Patrol O sixteen L sending; acknowledge, please!" Chet's eyes were staring into those of O'Malley. "That's Jimmy Maddux back on our trail," he said. "Now, what has got them suspicious?" He glanced once at the collision instrument.
Sure, I thot at th' very last 'twas a foine big liner from the Orient and Transpolar run, dropped down here from the hoigh livils! All right, Spud; on your way! But don't crowd the bottom of the Twelve Level so close. This is O sixteen L; Jimmy Maddux. By by! I'll report you O.K." Again Chet looked at the pilot silently before he glanced back at the vanishing ship, already small in the distance.
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