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And then that pea diminished until the spaceship from Krim, Walden, Cetis, Rigel and the Nearer Rim had become the size of a dust mote and then could not be seen at all. But one knew that it was going on to Lohala and Tralee and Famagusta and the Coalsack Stars. Hoddan shrugged and began to trudge toward the warehouses. The durya-drawn landing ramp began to roll slowly in the same direction.
But right now the government wanted people to drive along and see that the spaceship was nothing terrible, nothing to fear. The girl, Nancy Comstock, was alive in the back. He knew that. But he couldn't stop to prove it or to help her. Candle would make them lynch him first. Why hadn't Candle stopped him from getting away? He had managed to break his control for a second.
"You mean, sir," asked Tom, perplexed, "you'll tear the satellite out of Tara's gravitational pull?" "That's right, Tom," replied Connel, "using the same principle to clear gravity that we use on the Polaris or any spaceship. Enough power from the rockets will blast the Polaris off Tara.
Tom smiled. "It'll sure be nice to get up in the wide, high, and deep again," he said, glancing up at the cloudless sky. "Say it again, spaceman," breathed Astro. "One more lesson on the differential potential between chemical-burning rocket fuels and reactant energy and I'll blast off without a spaceship!" Roger and Tom laughed.
Rocketships are going to be out there taking off for the Satellite, the Moon, places like that. Reminds you that we are Earthlings, like they say in the funnies, all right." "Not outside town." "What?" "Inside. Inside town. Part of the spaceship administration building is going to go smack in the middle of where your house used to be." "My house is."
The mystery lay in the fact that Cargo Hold One had already been built. The Branchell was to be built around it! And that didn't exactly jibe with Mike the Angel's ideas of the proper way to build a spaceship. It was not quite the same as building a seagoing vessel around an oil tank in the middle of Texas, but it was close enough to bother Mike the Angel.
In six weeks they'd learned how to handle a spaceship so far as anybody could learn on solid ground if the simulator was correctly built. Nobody could be sure about that. But it was the best training that could be devised. In minutes Joe had finished the coffee and was out of Major Holt's quarters and headed for the Shed's nearest entrance.
No nation could imagine another allowing spies to operate if it could detect them. So a raging guess began to spread among the anti-American peoples of the world. The guess was that the broadcast was a lie. Nobody doubted the landing of a spaceship, of course. The static and the earth-shock were evidence, and the Russians had photographs. But the children were too suspiciously like human children.
Morey raised an eyebrow. "But if the darned thing is so simple, any creature, intelligent or not, might be able to get in and destroy the records!" Arcot looked at him. "And where are your savages going to come from? There are none on this planet, and anyone intelligent enough to build a spaceship isn't going to destroy the contents of the tower." "Oh." Morey looked a little sheepish.
My subconscious desire to wreck a spaceship has been brought to the surface. I can't resist it. Am I nutty, maybe?" "Not now, you're not," Mike said, grinning back. "We'll have a bitch of a job getting through the plasmasphere, though," said the chief. "That fraction of a second will " "It'll jolt us," Mike agreed, interrupting. "But it won't wreck us. Let's get going." "Aye, sir," said Multhaus.
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