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"We can take care of that. Candar installed a system for use on his own speeches. Each receiver automatically goes on when he is speaking." "That's it, then," Thane said. "Switch all the power from the Tracer to the newscast beam. Put the Priestess on the circuit and I'll try to keep it open." He turned to Selan. "How long will you need?" "Ten minutes will be enough," she said with determination.
I'd been considering that as a possibility from the first. Then what?" "Then I was about and around for a couple of hours, buying drinks for people unattached Assassins, Constabulary detectives, political workers, newscast people. You owe me fifteen System Monetary Units for that, Lord Virzal.
Verkan Vall went to the newscast visiplate and snapped it on. "We'll see if I'm getting results, yet." The plate lighted, and a handsome young man in a gold-laced green suit was speaking out of it: "... where he is heavily guarded by Assassins.
"It's already on every newscast, and the papers'll have it by noon it's on the wires," Oswald said. Randolph coughed nervously, but Oswald didn't wait for him to speak. "I'm working on something to counteract this," he said. "We're being witch-hunted," Oswald said. "I'll get the whole firm to work on it and call you back."
With elaborate absent-mindedness, Chester Pelton reached for the switch to turn on the video screen over the pantry door. "Oh-oh! Oh-oh!" Claire's slender hand went out to stop his own. "Not till coffee and cigarettes, Senator." "It's almost oh-eight-fifteen; I want the newscast." "Can't you just relax for a while? Honestly, Senator, you're killing yourself." "Oh, rubbish!
The music stopped as though cut off with a knife, and the slim girl with the red hair vanished in a shatter of many colors. When the screen cleared, one of the announcers was looking out of it. "We interrupt the program for an important newscast of a sensational development in the Salgath affair," he said. "Your next speaker will be Yandar Yadd "
He held her clumsily with his left arm, the hand still gripping the blaster, and winced when she pressed against his right shoulder. "We've made it so far, Astrid," he said, "but the biggest job is still ahead. How long can we keep the channels open for a newscast?" Astrid stepped back, puzzled. "As far as the power goes, indefinitely, I believe.
We could be putting down at Evalee Interstellar three hours from now if we wanted to." Kerim was laughing and crying together. "Oh, Gefty! I knew you would ..." "A fat lot I had to do with it!" Gefty leaned forward suddenly, switched on the transmitter. "And now let's pick up a live newscast. There's something else I ..." His voice trailed off.
He said that the member of the 'copter crew had given some other information before he was arbitrarily cut off. "I'll bet," said Lockley when the newscast ended, "I'll bet the other information was that the invaders have managed to tell him that earth must surrender to them!" "Why?" "What else would they want to say?
There wasn't a soul, human or parahuman, in sight; the only living thing was a small black-and-gray quadruped investigating some bundles that had been dropped in the fields, in hope of finding something tasty. He got a view of that everybody liked animal pictures on a newscast and then he was swinging the pickup over the still-burning ruins.
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