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Cracks in the asteroid would be dangerous, but he hadn’t seen any. "This rock will take more nuclear blasts than we have," he assured Koa. He turned his communicator back on and went to the edge of the hole for a look at Kemp’s progress. He was far down, now. Pederson was holding one end of a measuring tape. The other end was fastened to Kemp’s shoulder strap.
Nunez got a hand-driven dynamo from the supplies and tested it for use in setting off the charge. Santos stood by the rocket launcher, with Pederson ready to put another rack of rockets into the device when necessary. Rip and Koa watched the Connie cruiser. It decelerated to a stop for a brief second, then started moving again, with no jets showing. "That’s the sun pulling," Rip said exultantly.
He tried to sound calm, but the shakiness of triumph and excitement was in his voice. "All Planeteers. We have the Connie snapper-boats. Koa, bring your men here." He felt someone working on his arm and turned to see Corporal Pederson, his face one vast grin in the glare from Dowst's belt light. "Koa didn't need me," he said. Rip grinned back. "Nunez," he called, "how are things at the cave?"
A complete translation of all these changes has been deemed unnecessary in these volumes; there is a full collation in Holder's "Apparatus Criticus". The verdict of the Angers-Fragment, which, for the very reason mentioned, must not be taken as the final form of the text, nor therefore, despite its antiquity, as conclusive against the First Edition where the two differ, is to confirm, so far as it goes, the editing of Ascensius and Pederson.
I'd suggest making Pederson a sergeant and Dowst and Dominico corporals. Kemp and Santos already have promotions." "That would be my choice, too," Koa agreed. "Fine." Barris tapped the envelope. "I'll correct the orders in here and recommend the promotions. We'll get sixteen new recruits from the graduating class at Luna, and that will complete the platoon I'm supposed to organize.
"Koa can check me on this. I’d suggest making Pederson a sergeant and Dowst and Dominico corporals. Kemp and Santos already have promotions." "That would be my choice, too," Koa agreed. "Fine." Barris tapped the envelope. "I’ll correct the orders in here and recommend the promotions.
Who were the others with him?" Robinson gazed at me with a stupid frown. "Two reporters from The Sun, a fellow by the name of Pederson, Otto Metzger and that Russian, Zalnitch, who just got out of prison." "Zalnitch!" I yelled exultantly. Zalnitch! The man Jim had sent to prison and who had threatened revenge. Metzger, who had been his accomplice all along.
Two hand-driven dynamos capable of developing great power were included. Corporal Pederson found a small case which contained books, the latest astronomical data sheets, and a space computer and scratch board. These were obviously for Rip’s personal use. He examined them. There were all the references he would need for computing orbit, speed, and just about anything else that might be required.
The chunks of thorium he had ordered thrown in to block some of the radiation made walking a little difficult. "Santos," he said, "we’re in the second crater." "Sir, I’m beyond the first, between two crystals. Pederson is near you somewhere." "Good. When I give the word, turn up your helmet light until they can see a pretty good glow. Keep watching them."
Schreiber, who hated Jim and all the virile Americanism that he stood for. Pederson and the two reporters I didn't know, but they were no doubt of the same vile breed. A fine gang of cutthroats who would have liked nothing better than to get rid of Jim. They probably saw his big search-light, that makes his car easily recognizable, and realized their opportunity had come.
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