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Updated: May 24, 2025
There was a great deal of wisecracking about Al Devis buying himself a ringside seat for the fire he'd started. Then I saw Cesário Vieira and joined him. "Have all the fire you want, for a while?" I asked him. "Brother, and how! We could have used a little of this over on Hermann Reuch's Land, though. Have you seen Tom around anywhere?" "No. Have you?" "I saw him over there, about an hour ago.
I thought they weren't going to let anybody in to see me till this afternoon." "Power of the press," I told him. "Bluff, blarney, and blackmail. How are they treating you?" "Awful. Look what they gave me for lunch. I thought we were on short rations down on Hermann Reuch's Land. How's Father?" "He's all right. They took the splint off, but he still has to carry his arm in a sling."
I can't work out our present position at all, except that we're somewhere around South 30 Latitude. The locator signal is almost exactly north-by-northeast of us. If we keep it dead astern, we'll come out in Sancerre Bay, on Hermann Reuch's Land. If we make that, we're all right.
"How long will our air last, for sixteen of us?" I asked. "About eight hours." It would take us fifty to get to Port Sandor, running submerged. The wind wouldn't even begin to fall in less than twenty. "We can go south, to the coast of Hermann Reuch's Land," Abe Clifford, the navigator, said. "Let me figure something out."
And all the Javelin hands who had been wrecked with us on Hermann Reuch's Land, and the veterans of the Civil War, all but Oscar and Cesário, who will be at the dock to meet us when we get to Terra. I wonder what it'll be like, on a world where you go to bed every time it gets dark and get up when it gets light, and can go outdoors all the time.
He named another hunter-ship captain who had called the Javelin by screen. "We screened everybody else we could." That was the way they ran things in the Hunters' Co-operative. Steve Ravick would wait till everybody had their ships down on the coast of Hermann Reuch's Land, and then he would call a meeting and pack it with his stooges and hooligans, and get anything he wanted voted through.
He named the Javelin crewman, and the man who had been pounded. The latter was one of Steve Ravick's goons. "But not fatally, I regret to say," Bish added. "The local Gestapo are looking for your man, but he made it aboard Nip Spazoni's Bulldog, and by this time he's halfway to Hermann Reuch's Land." "Isn't Nip going to the meeting, tonight?" Tom asked. Bish shook his head.
"Well, where are we?" somebody was asking Abe Clifford. The navigator shook his head. "The radio's smashed, so's the receiver for the locator, and so's the radio navigational equipment. I can state positively, however, that we are on the north coast of Hermann Reuch's Land." Everybody laughed at that except Murell.
And then I heard a couple of characters in One Eye Swanson's betting that the Javelin would never make port again." I knew what had happened from then on. If it hadn't been for Bish Ware, we'd still be squatting around a fire down on the coast of Hermann Reuch's Land till it got too cold to cut wood, and then we'd freeze.
It was a level beach, now, or what had been a beach thousands of years ago. The whole coast of Hermann Reuch's land is sinking in the Eastern Hemisphere and rising in the Western. We turned away from the stream and found that the wind was increasing in strength and coming at us from the left instead of in front.
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