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Updated: June 23, 2025
And then, as the floor slipped past, the figure turned slightly and was illuminated by the dim light that came from the slidestairs. Tom recognized the sharp features and close-cropped blond hair of Roger Manning! Quickly changing over to the slidestairs going up, Tom slipped back to the hall floor and stepped off. Roger was still standing in front of the Space Queen!
You'll find Section D in the starboard wing." Astro and Tom immediately began to pile Manning's luggage to one side of the slidestairs. "Take your luggage with you, Misters!" snapped Herbert. "It isn't ours," replied Tom. "Isn't yours?" Herbert glanced over the pile of suitcases and turned back to Tom. "Whose is it then?" "Belongs to Cadet Candidate Roger Manning," replied Tom.
When they reached the slidestairs, a moving belt of plastic that spiraled upward to an overhead slidewalk bridge connecting the dormitory to the Tower of Galileo, Tom's eyes were bright and shiny. "Whatever it is," he said, "if Major Connel suggested us for it, you can bet your last reactor it'll be a rocket buster."
Hesitating only long enough to make certain that the inner hallway was clear, he slid the portal open, ducked inside, and sprinted down the hall toward a large black panel on the wall near the foot of the slidestairs.
Herbert snapped. "Yes, sir uhh Mister." Astro flushed and joined Tom. "Cadet Candidate Philip Morgan," announced the next boy. Herbert repeated the name into the machine, then announced, "Cadet Candidates Tom Corbett, Astro, and Philip Morgan assigned to Section 42-D." Turning to the three boys, he indicated the spiraling slidestairs. "Forty-second floor.
Laughing out loud now, Tom and Astro said good-by to Jane and her father and followed Roger. Inside the gleaming Tower of Galileo, the two boys raced up the slidestairs and caught up with Roger. "Well, Romeo," said Astro, slapping him on the back, "that was what I call a strategic retreat in the face of overwhelming odds." "Ah, go blast your jets!" snarled Roger.
The Polaris unit was well known among other cadet units, and they were greeted heartily from all sides. As Astro and Roger joked with various cadet units, forming up in front of the slidestairs leading down to the mess halls, Alfie turned to take a slidestairs going up. Suddenly he stopped, grabbed Tom by the shoulders, and whispered in his ear.
He slipped out of the antiquated ship, and staying well in the shadows, moved out into the corridor to the head of the slidestairs. He peered over the railing to the main floor below and saw Warrant Officer Mike McKenny through the open door of a small office, seated at his desk, watching an evening stereo program.
Just as abruptly he turned and raced up the ascending slidestairs. "What was that about?" asked Roger, as Tom stood staring after the little cadet. "Roger he he said our next assignment would be one of the great experiments in space history. Something to be done that that hasn't ever been done before!" "Well, blast my jets!" said Astro. "What do you suppose it is?"
A feeling of belonging, a knowledge that there was always someone who would believe in you and your ideas. One thing. Friendship. Captain Strong spun on his heel, walked back into the Tower, and rode the slidestairs back to his quarters. He had made up his mind. "Stand by to raise ship!"
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