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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Wonder why." "Think it might be something to do with our assignments?" asked Astro. "Never can tell, Astro," said Tom. "And there's only one way to find out. That's to get to Commander Walters' office on the double!" Without another word the cadets hurried to the slidestairs, each of them hungry for excitement.
Tom started to speak, but stopped when he saw Roger take out a handkerchief and dab at his eyes. The movements of the other boy were crystal-clear to Tom. Roger was crying! Standing in front of the Space Queen and crying! He kept watching as Roger put away the handkerchief, saluted sharply and turned toward the slidestairs.
Then Strong scrambled to his feet and cold-bloodedly turned the ray on Winters, blasting him into immobility. He turned grimly toward the panel and raced to the slidestairs. If Vidac had a warrant for his arrest, signed by Hardy, then Vidac knew where Hardy was. If he could follow the lieutenant governor, he might possibly learn just where the mystery of Roald began and who was after what and why.
"When you do, Vidac," said Strong grimly, "and he happens to be alive, make sure he stays that way, eh?" The Solar Guard captain wheeled and entered the Administration Building before Vidac could answer. Inside, he found the slidestairs and rode up to the seventh level. Taking the first corridor to the left, he rounded a corner to find Ed Bush standing in front of the door to the cadets' quarters.
"But he told Astro that " he stopped. "Told him what?" Dixon asked. "Ah nothing nothing " said Tom. He jumped up and headed for the door. "Hey, where are you going?" "To find Manning. There are a couple of things I want to clear up." Tom left Dixon shaking his head in bewilderment and jumped on the slidestairs. He was going to have it out with Roger once and for all.
A look more eloquent than words passed between them and they made their way silently up the slidestairs back to their quarters. Lying in his bunk, hands under his head, eyes staring into space, Tom asked, "What happens now?" Sprawled on his bunk, Astro didn't answer right away. He merely gulped and swallowed hard. "I I don't know," he finally stammered. "I just don't know." "What'll you do?"
The line pressed forward to Cadet Herbert, who was now waiting at the bottom of the slidestairs, a mesh belt that spiraled upward in a narrow well to the upper stories of the building. Speaking into an audioscriber, a machine that transmitted his spoken words into typescript, he repeated the names of the candidates as they passed.
Already friendships had taken deep root. Tom found himself wishing he had become a member of another unit. Where the comradeship was taken for granted in other units, he was about to make a request to dissolve his because of friction. Completely discouraged, Tom stepped on the slidestairs and started down.
Then he nodded, made a notation on a pad and returned to his post at the head of the gaping line of boys. "From now on, Candidate Manning, you will be responsible for your own belongings." Tom, Astro, and Philip Morgan stepped on the slidestairs and began their spiraling ascent to the forty-second floor.
Out of the one hundred and fifty cadets in the dormitory, one hundred and forty-nine were marked IN. The slender, blond-haired cadet quickly made it unanimous, reaching up to the tab next to the name of Roger Manning and sliding it over to cover the word OUT. With a last final look around, he raced up the slidestairs, smiling in secret triumph.
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