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Updated: May 3, 2025
Devers jumped into the jet car and Tom headed across the broad expanse of the spaceport. Connel turned to Devers and said enthusiastically, "Can you imagine, Devers? Some young officer here at Marsport has worked out a way to assemble and transport the receivers in a fantastically small amount of time." "That's amazing," said Devers. "I'd like very much to see them."
They were safe from protection racketeers there none bothered to come so far out. And police had been taken off the beats there after it grew unsafe even for men in pairs to patrol the area. The shopkeepers, and some of the less unfortunate people there, had protested loud enough to reach clear back to Earth. Marsport had hired a man from Earth to come in and act as chief of the section.
Their chests were only a trifle larger, and their heartbeat only a few points higher; it was an internal adaptation, like the one that had occurred in test animals reared at a simulated forty-thousand-feet altitude on Earth, before Mars was ever settled. "They'll take the planet away from Earth yet," Randolph agreed. "Marsport is strictly artificial.
There were ten passengers in the little pressurized cabin of the electric bus that shuttled between the rocket field and Marsport. Ten men, the driver and Bruce Gordon.
Marsport had been located where the only vein of uranium had been found on Mars, and the growing section was closer to the equator. Then he came to villages. Again there was the sight of children running around without helmets. He stopped once for directions, and a man stared at him suspiciously and finally threw a switch reluctantly.
Even after he arranged to pay his income tax, and turned over his "donation" to the fund, Gordon was well ahead for the first time since he'd landed here. He had become almost superstitious about the way he was always left with no more than a hundred credits in his pockets. This time, he stripped himself to that sum at once, depositing the rest in the First Marsport Bank.
Titius pursues Maevius for recovery of ane black horse lent to Maevius surely he shall have judgment; but if Titius pursue Maevius for ane scarlet or crimson horse, doubtless he shall be bound to show that there is sic ane animal in rerum natura. Deans, we'll pass to your ain business, though this cue of Marsport against Lackland has made an unco din in the Outer House.
He pulled out the bills and handed them over. "Thanks, Izzy." "Thanks, yourself." The kid pocketed the money cheerfully, nodding. "Buy you a beer. Anyhow, you won't miss it. I came out to tell you I got the sweetest beat in Marsport over a dozen gambling joints on it and I need a right gee to work it with me. So you're it!"
All kinds of supplies were low, and the outlands beyond Marsport had cut off all shipments. Scrip was useless to them, and the Legals were raiding all cargoes destined for Wayne's section. And the Municipals had imposed new taxes again. He came back from what should have been his day off to find Izzy in uniform, waiting grimly.
Bruce Gordon recognized one as Randolph, the publisher of the little opposition paper. The man's pale blondness, weak eyes, and generally rabbity expression totally belied the courage that had permitted him to keep going at his hopeless task of trying to clean up Marsport.
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