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But neither Tom nor Astro said anything but that the best man would win. There were the usual eager spectators too, thousands from the large cities on Mars who had taken the ferry rocket up to the spaceport to see the ships come in for refueling. As soon as Tom and Astro could tear away from the stereo reporter, they were mobbed by the onlookers who clamored for autographs.
"As for me," drawled Roger, "I'm going to find a stereo studio where they're showing a Liddy Tamal feature. I'll sit down in a front-row seat and just watch that girl act for about six hours." He turned to Astro. "And how about you?" "Why ... why ... I'll string along with you, Roger," said the cadet from Venus. "It's been a long time since I've seen a a " Tom and Roger laughed.
He had made the same remark nearly every morning since the beginning of the holidays. "All right, Marjory, you little beast," was his reference to the sponge incident. His third remark was of a practical nature. "I say, what's under that dish?" "Mike," began Mr. Jackson this again was stereo "you really must learn to be more punctual " He was interrupted by a chorus.
In making up the plate of a provisional issue of triangular stamps, pending the arrival of supplies from England, a stereo of the 1d. got inserted by mistake in the 4d. plate, and a 4d. in the 1d. plate. Consequently each sheet of the 1d. contained a 4d. printed in red, the colour of the 1d., instead of blue.
All the impressed bars having been set together in a casting box having the necessary curvature, the final stereo plate for printing from will be taken at once by pouring melted metal on the combined bars.
William MacDonnell, assistant foreman, escaped to England, taking with them stereo plates of the "suppressed" issue. From these plates, my own jobbing machines not being big enough to print a full-sized newspaper, I got a local firm to print sufficient copies to cover the Dublin supply, which, as I have explained, had been the only part of the issue which fell into the hands of the police.
He kept track of his pursuit by stereo newscasts which the ship picked up from both Mars and Earth, and he was pleased to learn that the Marines and Solar Guardsmen were still searching for him in Marsport. There was one bit of information that was general news to the others on the ship, but of particular interest to Tom. He had sat up in his berth and listened.
If Alexander needed help he'd have asked for it. As it was, it was better to leave things alone. Certainly he didn't know Alexander well enough to act as a guardian. He turned back to the living area. The stereo was playing something soft and nostalgic as Kennon sank into the chair Alexander had vacated. He let his body relax.
If it hadn't been for a brash stereo reporter that kept taking pictures of everything and everyone, the impersonator wouldn't have been caught." "And to think that I wanted to give that reporter a few lumps!" Tom exclaimed. "Did you find out anything about the crash of Gigi Duarte's ship, sir?" asked Roger. "Yes.
Blalok waved a friendly good night and left the lights on long enough for Kennon to make his way to his quarters. Alexander was seated in a heavily upholstered chair listening to a taped symphony in the stereo, his eyes half closed, an expression of peace on his face. An elderly Lani stood beside him. It was a comfortable picture.
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