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Everything was automatic, unless and until some robot or computer yelled for help. Deston leaned back in his bucket seat and lighted a cigarette. He didn't need to scan the board constantly now; any trouble signal would jump right out at him. EVERYTHING WAS AUTOMATIC UNLESS AND UNTIL SOME ROBOT OR COMPUTER YELLED FOR HELP DESTON LEANED BACK IN HIS BUCKET SEAT AND LIGHTED A CIGARETTE HE DIDN'T NEED TO SCAN THE BOARD CONSTANTLY NOW ANY TROUBLE SIGNAL WOULD JUMP RIGHT OUT AT HIM
n a red button and his eyes doubled their rate of scan. If anything in his department had gone wrong, the _Procyon_'s departure would have been delayed. And again, well out beyond the orbit of the moon, just before the starship's mighty Chaytor engines hurled her out of space as we know it into that unknowable something that is hyperspace, he poised a finger. But Immergence, too, was normal; all the green lights except one went out, needles dropped to zero, both phones went dead, all signals stopped. He plugged a jack into a socket below the one remaining green light and spoke: "Procyon One to Control Six. Flight Eight Four Nine. Subspace Radio Test One. How do you read me, Control Six?" "Control Six to Procyon One. I read you ten and zero. How do you read me, Procyon One?" "Ten and zero. Out." Deston flipped a toggle and the solitary green light went out. Perfect signal and zero noise. That was that. From now until Emergence--unless something happened--he might as well be a passenger. TWO HIS RIGHT FOREFINGER CAME TO REST UPON A RED BUTTON AND HIS EYES DOUBLED THEIR RATE OF SCAN IF ANYTHING IN HIS DEPARTMENT HAD GONE WRONG THE PROCYON'S DEPARTURE WOULD HAVE BEEN DELAYED AND AGAIN WELL OUT BEYOND THE ORBIT OF THE MOON JUST BEFORE THE STARSHIP'S MIGHTY CHAYTOR ENGINES HURLED HER OUT OF SPACE AS WE KNOW IT INTO THAT UNKNOWABLE SOMETHING THAT IS HYPERSPACE HE POISED A FINGER BUT EMERGENCE TOO WAS NORMAL ALL THE GREEN LIGHTS EXCEPT ONE WENT OUT NEEDLES DROPPED TO ZERO BOTH PHONES WENT DEAD ALL SIGNALS STOPPED HE PLUGGED A JACK INTO A SOCKET BELOW THE ONE REMAINING GREEN LIGHT AND SPOKE PROCYON ONE TO CONTROL SIX FLIGHT EIGHT FOUR NINE SUBSPACE RADIO TEST ONE HOW DO YOU READ ME CONTROL SIX CONTROL SIX TO PROCYON ONE I READ YOU TEN AND ZERO HOW DO YOU READ ME PROCYON ONE TEN AND ZERO OUT DESTON FLIPPED A TOGGLE AND THE SOLITARY GREEN LIGHT WENT OUT PERFECT SIGNAL AND ZERO NOISE THAT WAS THAT FROM NOW UNTIL EMERGENCE UNLESS SOMETHING HAPPENED HE MIGHT AS WELL BE A PASSENGER
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