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"Bobby! What do you read?" "Twenty six." "Good. I've found only one, but we're running out of time. I'm coming in." BOBBY WHAT DO YOU READ TWENTY SIX GOOD I FOUND ONLY ONE BUT WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME I'M COMING IN
lever, to anchor you. What does your telltale read? That gauge there--your radiation meter. It reads twenty, same as mine. Just pink, so we've got a minute or so. I'll roust out some passengers and toss 'em to you--you toss 'em along in there. Can do?" She was white and trembling; she was very evidently on the verge of being violently sick; but she was far from being out of control. "Can do, sir." "Good girl, sweetheart. Hang on one minute more and we'll have gravity and you'll be O. K." The first five doors he tried were locked; and, since they were made of armor plate, there was nothing he could do about them except give each one a resounding kick with a heavy steel boot. The sixth was unlocked, but the passengers--a man and a woman--were very evidently and very gruesomely dead. So was everyone else he could find until he came to a room in which a man in a spacesuit was floundering helplessly in the air. He glanced at his telltale. Thirty-two. High in the red, almost against the pin. RE AT THE PORT BOBBY WRAP ONE LEG AROUND THAT LEVER TO ANCHOR YOU WHAT DOES YOUR TELL READ THAT GAUGE THERE YOUR RADIATION METER IT READS TWENTY SAME AS MINE JUST PINK SO WE'VE GOT A MINUTE OR SO I'LL ROUT OUT SOME PASSENGERS AND TOSS EM TO YOU YOU TOSS EM ALONG IN THERE CAN DO SHE WAS WHITE AND TREMBLING SHE WAS VERY EVIDENTLY ON THE VERGE OF BEING VIOLENTLY SICK BUT SHE WAS FAR FROM BEING OUT OF CONTROL CAN DO SIR GOOD GIRL SWEETHEART HANG ON ONE MINUTE MORE AND WE'LL HAVE GRAVITY AND YOU'LL BE O K THE FIRST FIVE DOORS HE TRIED WERE LOCKED AND SINCE THEY WERE MADE OF ARMOR PLATE THERE WAS NOTHING HE COULD DO ABOUT THEM EXCEPT GIVE EACH ONE A RESOUNDING KICK WITH A HEAVY STEEL BOOT THE SIXTH WAS UNLOCKED BUT THE PASSENGERS A MAN AND WOMAN WERE VERY EVIDENTLY AND VERY GRUESOMELY DEAD SO WAS EVERY ONE ELSE HE COULD FIND UNTIL HE CAME TO A ROOM IN WHICH A MAN IN A SPACESUIT WAS FLOUNDERING HELPLESSLY IN THE AIR HE GLANCED AT HIS TELL TALE THIRTY TWO HIGH IN THE RED ALMOST AGAINST THE PIN
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