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Updated: May 5, 2025
"The nerve of these three infants assuming that they could ever become Space Cadets!" Tom and Roger laughed, not at the three Earthworms, but at Astro's sudden eloquence. The giant Venusian cadet usually limited his comments to a gruff Yes or No, or at most, a garbled sentence full of a veteran spaceman's oaths. Then, resuming his stern expression, Roger faced the three boys. "Sound off!
Spaceman's luck!" said Tom. "The only reason I can figure why we didn't wind up as permanent part of the scenery around here is because of the course we were on." "How do you figure that?" asked Astro. "Luckily and I mean luckily, we were on a course that took us smack onto the surface of Mars.
Should an emergency arise, you will call for assistance on the special teleceiver and audioceiver circuits open to you, numbers seventeen and eighty-three. You are to circle each fueling stop three times before making a touchdown, and make a final circle around Titan when you arrive. "Stand by to raise ship! And spaceman's luck!" Strong turned and flipped on the intercom to the control tower.
But once his absence was discovered and the warrant issued for his arrest, it had been necessary for him to assume some sort of disguise to elude the Solar Guard MP's. Roger had wound up on Spaceman's Row in Venusport as a matter of course. Luckily, when he left the station, he had the foresight to take all of his money with him, so he was not yet in need.
Another man, who might not have understood your feelings, could have used your desire for fair play as a means of trapping you into one of the worst offenses in the Spaceman's Code striking a Solar Guard officer!" "Yes, sir," mumbled Astro. "Thank you, sir." "Report aboard the Polaris" Connel glanced at his watch "in fifteen minutes.
Howard was picked up and placed on a nearby couch. While Strong and Kit loosened his clothing, Walters grabbed the nearest oxygen mask and slipped it over the spaceman's face. "Funny that he should pass out like that," commented Strong, sniffing the air. "I still don't smell anything." Kit looked up at Strong and grinned. "He's not gassed. He's asleep." "Asleep!" exclaimed Walters.
"What are you going to do about it?" questioned Roger, thinking about the one-thousand-credit reward, standard price offered by the Solar Guard for all wanted men. "If I had wanted to, I could have bought the finest jet liner in space with money made on Solar Guard rewards," snapped Shinny. "We got our own spaceman's code here on the Row. It goes something like this.
"I think we'd better get on with the meeting," he said. "Do you have the plans and specifications, Hemmingwell?" But the wiry professor refused to be dissuaded. He faced Commander Walters and wagged his finger under the spaceman's nose. "You have a perfect right to your own ideas concerning the education of your cadets!" he shouted.
"I suggest that you sleep out at the spaceport tonight," said Strong. "The first ship will have to be inspected before she blasts off, and that means you will have to look her over before six." "Yes, sir," replied Tom. "And watch out for Quent Miles," warned Strong. "Yes, sir," said the curly-haired cadet. "I know what you mean." "The course is to Luna and return! Spaceman's luck."
I'm just on the verge of learning the spaceman's secrets and with a little money to carry out my work I'll give you the secret." I've seen a man, crippled by arthritis, hobbling out into the desert in hopes that his "friend who talks to the Martians" could get them to cure him on their next trip.
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