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Reblong heard sounds of struggling from time to time; and evidently he implicitly believed that Fort would take vengeance upon him if he called for help; for he kept perfectly quiet. After perhaps twenty minutes the athlete returned, breathing heavily, but happy. "The last one almost spilled my beans," said he to use the expression Smith employed.
Fort speaking; Reblong isn't able to come to the phone." He winked at the man in the chair. "There's something wrong with the fuel indicator. Shut off the supply for a while, will you?" The gurgling soon stopped. Reblong watched in continued silence as Fort disappeared again, this time taking the elevator to the bridge. He was back again in a couple of minutes.
Whereupon he proceeded to outline a scheme such as would look utterly incredible in the mere planning. Perhaps it is best to relate the thing as it happened, instead. Two nights after Fort's call on Ernol, Fort again presented himself to Reblong. This time it was at the engineer's apartments. "I was hoping to find you about to go on duty. I've been wondering how your engines control the steering."
And all this could be done, too. There's no earthly reason why we should permit that bunch of parasites in Hafen to graft off us any longer! Put 'em to work, like you and me, and make life easier for us all!" "But," objected Reblong, a little upset, "there's only a few of the owners. They couldn't help much." "But their servants could.
"He happened to see me shutting another one into a closet, and jumped me from behind. I had to lay him out." Reblong must have looked alarmed. "Oh, no harm done. They'll all live to tell about it for the next twenty years." Next he made certain adjustments in the engine-room mechanism. Then he went to the telephone, and located the man in charge of the depot. "Hello Mr.
But Reblong, the representative Capellan workman, saw the lights of the sheds shift slowly to the rear, then go out of sight as the speed increased. He saw one or two fliers preparing to pursue, but he knew that the cruiser would easily outstrip the best of them. The Cobulus had got clear away!
Reblong, as Smith watched, continued to operate the engines during about two hundred miles of flight; then Fort, having shown one of his new comrades how to steer, came down to the instruments, leading the force of cleaners whom he had kidnaped. "Thanks very much," to Reblong, in the voice of a man who was having the time of his life.
Which Fort did, the very next day. And this time he brought a package of sweetmeats, during the eating of which the two men became pretty friendly. "You're different from most of the folks of your station," Reblong finally made bold to remark. "Any harm in my saying so?" "On the contrary," laughed the athlete. "I rather pride myself on my democracy.
Reblong hesitated about replying, and Fort assured him, "This is a purely personal matter with me, old man. I am really anxious to know whether the working world is as well satisfied, as happy as I am." And thus Fort discovered, just as another man had already discovered, that the average Capellan workman was entirely satisfied with what he knew to be unjust treatment.
There's something more than quarantine the matter, Reblong!" He began to pace the room excitedly. "I say it again, we're fools to believe everything the commission tells us. I think they've been hoodwinking us about long enough!" Reblong suppressed a yawn. "I don't care if they do, old man. I'm willing to leave it up to them to run the government."
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