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Updated: June 27, 2025


Free Men He was Raf Kurbi of the Federation of Free Men, member of the crew of the Spacer RS 10. But there had been something else about free men Painfully he pulled fragments of pictures out of the past, assembled a jigsaw of wild action. And all of it ended in a blinding flash, blinding! Raf cowered mentally if not physically, as his mind seized upon that last word.

"How ?" He began and then changed to "Where ?" For this was not the engine room of the spacer. He lay in the open, with sweet, rain-wet wind filling his starved lungs now without Ashe's force aid. "It is over," Ashe told him, "all over for now." But not until the sun reached the canyon hours later and they sat in council, did Ross learn all the tale.

Hume walked slowly back to the fire, when he saw Rovald going up the ramp into the spacer. He smiled. Did Wass think he was stupid enough not to guess that the Veep's man would be in com touch with his employer? Rovald was about to report along some channel of the shadow world that they had landed and that the play was about to begin.

When she set down on the Stat field she would be flaming a banner of trouble. Next to the wan dead lights, set only when a ship had no hope of ever reaching port at all, that signal was one every spacer dreaded having to flash. But it was not the dead lights not yet for the Queen. Working together they brought out the space suits and readied them at the hatch.

He seemed very amused by everything. "You you a spacer, no?" he demanded. By now a small crowd had paused and was watching the scene. Alan nodded. "Lemme show you how, spacer," the vender said, mockery topmost in his tone. He snatched the banana back from Alan and ripped back the rind with three rough snaps of his wrist. "Go on. Eat it this way. She tastes better without the peel."

He put the end of the banana in his mouth and was just about to take a bite when a savage burst of laughter cut him off. "Looka him!" the vender cried. "Stupid spacer don't even know how to eat a banana! Looka! Looka!" Alan took the fruit out of his mouth unbitten and stared uncomprehendingly at it.

For one of the Salariki, who had continually manifested their belief that Terrans and their ship were an offence to the nostrils of all right living "men," to wish to enter the spacer was an astonishing about-face. But any advantage no matter how small, which might bring about a closer understanding, must be seized at once.

Betan-Lani matings are fertile." Douglas's shoulders sagged, and then straightened. "I don't believe it," he said. "You're just a damned sneaking spy. Somehow or other you got a spacer in here after you wormed your way into Cousin Alex's confidence and now you're going to space out with the nucleus of a new farm. Just wait. When Alex learns of this the galaxy'll be too small to hold you."

But Dalgard measured sand, sun, and sky, watching the mermen sporting in the waves but for him Astra was enough. He wanted nothing but this land, this world. There was nothing which drew him back. He would try to locate the spacer for the sake of the stranger; Astra owed Raf all they could manage to give him.

The chains of islands became a cape as they had on the coast of the western continent. And now the globe swung to the south, trailing the shore line. Forests made green splotches with bluish overtones running from the sea cliffs back to carpet the land. So far no signs of civilization were to be seen. This land was as untouched as that where the spacer had landed.

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