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Still, Gimp Hines had finished rigging his bubb, minutes ahead of Frank, or anybody else. On second thought, maybe this was natural enough. Here, where there was no weight, his useless leg made no difference as the space-fitness examiners must have known. Besides, Gimp had talented fingers and a keen mechanical sense, and had always tried harder than anybody. Ramos was almost as quick.
So the Bunch returned tensely to Jarviston, with more time to sweat out. Everybody looked at Gimp Hines and then looked away. Even Jig Hollins didn't make any comments. Gimp, himself, seemed pretty subdued. The small, green space-fitness cards were arriving at Jarviston addresses in the morning.
Had Fanshaw been just another guy invading a region that was too big and terrible for humans? With something like dread, Nelsen looked for Tiflin, too. But, of course, that worthy wasn't around. Nelsen picked up some space-fitness cards. Quite a few nations were represented. Joe would have to turn in the cards to the respective authorities.
"A moment," gruffed one of the guards with a slight accent. "We shall say who shall do what passing this lock. Difficulties? Very well. Names, and space-fitness cards, please, from everybody. And where you will be staying, here in Serene..." Gimp and Frank got permission to pass the lock after about fifteen minutes. Without Helen and Les agreeing to stay, it might have been tougher.
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