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Y'unnerstand, dis is a feature picture ve're makin' now; a night picture, a big mob scene.". "Mob scene?" said Carpenter. "You have so many mobs in this world of yours!" "Vell, sure," said T-S. "You gotta take dis vorld de vay you find it. Y'can't change human nature, y'know. But dis vot you're gonna see tonight is only a play mob, y'unnerstand."

"Shall we hail?" asked Hoddan. "Nah!" snorted his grandfather. "I know his kind! Make him make the advances." He waved to his descendents. "Open it up." Somebody casually pulled back a cover and reached in and threw switches. "Found a power broadcast unit," grunted Hoddan's grandfather, "on a ship we took. Hooked it to the ship's space-drive. When y'can't use the space-drive, you still got power.

A Scottish burr thick enough to saw boards came out of the communicator. "Foster, this is MacFife, commander on the Aquila. Y'can't see me on account of I'm on yer sunny side. But, lad, I'm closer to ye than the Connie. We did it this way to keep the asteroid between us and him. Also, lad, if ye'll take a look up at Gemini, ye'll see somethin' ye'll like. Look at Alhena, in the Twins' feet.

"She's the Gaston de Paree, a yot seen her in T'lon harbour and seen her again at Suez, she's a thousand tonner, y'can't mistake them funnels nor the width of them, she's a twenty knotter and the chap that owns her is a king or somethin'; last time I saw her she was off to the China seas, they say she's all cluttered up with dredges and dipsy gear, and she mostly spends her time takin' soundin's and scrabblin' up shell fish and such that's his way of amusin' himself."