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The reply was highly unorthodox. It was a wild yell, followed by words not directed at Deston at all. "Captain Reamer! Captain French! Captain Holloway! ANYBODY! It's the _Procyon_! The _PROCYON_, that was lost a year ago! Unless some fool is playing a dumb joke." "It's no joke  I hope." Another voice, crisp and authoritative, came in; growing louder as its source approached the distant pickup. "Or somebody will rot in jail for a hundred years." THE REPLY WAS HIGHLY UNORTHODOX IT WAS A WILD YELL FOLLOWED BY WORDS NOT DIRECTED AT DESTON AT ALL CAPTAIN REMER CAPTAIN FRENCH CAPTAIN HOLLOWAY ANYBODY IT'S THE PROCYON THE PROCYON THAT WAS LOST A YEAR AGO UNLESS SOME FOOL IS PLAYING A DUMB JOKE IT'S NO JOKE I HOPE ANOTHER VOICE CRISP AND AUTHORITATIVE CAME IN GROWING LOUDER AS ITS SOURCE APPROACHED THE DISTANT PICK UP OR SOMEBODY WILL RODE IN JAIL FOR A HUNDRED YEARS
loy steel plating and structural members for many feet around where each anchorage had been. Steel had run like water; had been blown away in gusts of vapor. "Shall I try the radio now, Doc?" Deston asked. "By no means. This first blast would, of course, be the worst, but there will be several more, of decreasing violence." * * * * * There were. The second, while it volatilized the boom and its grounding network, merely fused portions of the anchorages. The third took only the boom itself; the fourth took only the dangling miles of wire. At the sixth trial nothing--apparently--happened; whereupon the wire was drawn in and a two-hundred-pound mass of steel was lowered until it was in firm and quiescent contact with the solid rock of the planet. "Now you may try your radio," Adams said. Deston flipped a switch and spoke, quietly but clearly, into a microphone. "_Procyon One_ to Control Six. Flight Eight Four Nine. Subspace Radio Test Ninety-Five--I think. How do you read me, Control Six?  ANCHORAGES TOO WERE GONE AND TONS UPON TONS OF HIGH ALLOY STEEL PLATING AND STRUCTURAL MEMBERS FOR MANY FEET AROUND WHERE EACH ANCHORAGE HAD BEEN STEEL HAD RUN LIKE WATER HAD BEEN BLOWN AWAY IN GUSTS OF VAPOR SHALL I TRY THE RADIO NOW DOC DESTON ASKED BY NO MEANS THIS FIRST BLAST WOULD OF COURSE BE THE WORST BUT THERE WILL BE SEVERAL MORE OF DECREASING VIOLENCE THERE WERE THE SECOND WHILE IT VOLATILIZED THE BOOM AND ITS GROUNDING NETWORK MERELY FUSED PORTIONS OF THE ANCHORAGES THE THIRD TOOK ONLY THE BOOM ITSELF THE FOURTH TOOK ONLY THE DANGLING MILES OF WIRE AT THE SIXTH TRIAL NOTHING APPARENTLY HAPPENED WHEREUPON THE WIRE WAS DRAWN IN AND TWO HUNDRED POUND MASS OF STEEL WAS LOWERED UNTIL IT WAS IN FIRM AND QUIESCENT CONTACT WITH THE SOLID ROCK OF THE PLANET NOW YOU MAY TRY YOUR RADIO ADAM SAID DESTON FLIPPED A SWITCH AND SPOKE QUIETLY BUT CLEARLY INTO A MICROPHONE PROCYON ONE TO CONTROL SIX FLIGHT EIGHT FOUR NINE SUBSPACE RADIO TEST NINETY FIVE I THINK HOW DO YOU READ ME CONTROL SIX
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