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"Dhergabar Commercial Terminal, sir?" the pilot asked, taking the adjoining seat at the controls. DARBAR COMMERCIAL TURBITAL SIR THE PILOT ASKED TAKING THE ADJOINING SEAT OF THE CONTROLS
 watch. It had been twenty minutes since he had backed the jeep into the barn, on that distant other time-line; the same delicate lines of white cirrus were etched across the blue above. The constancy of the weather, even across two hundred thousand parayears of perpendicular time, never failed to impress him. The long curve of the mountains was the same, and they were mottled with the same autumn colors, but where the little village of Rutter's Fort stood on that other line of probability, the white towers of an apartment-city rose--the living quarters of the plant personnel. The rocket that was to take him to headquarters was being hoisted with a crane and lowered into the firing-stand, and he walked briskly toward it, his rifle and musette slung. A boyish-looking pilot was on the platform, opening the door of the rocket; he stood aside for Verkan Vall to enter, then followed and closed it, dogging it shut while his passenger stowed his bag and rifle and strapped himself into a seat. N LOOKED AT HIS WATCH IT HAD BEEN TWENTY MINUTES SINCE HE BACKED THE JEEP UP INTO HIS BARN ON THAT DISTANT OTHER TIME LINE THE SAME DELICATE LINES OF WHITE CIRRUS WERE EDGED ACROSS THE BLUE ABOVE THE CONSISTENCY OF THE WEATHER EVEN ACROSS TWO HUNDRED THOUSAND PERIL YEARS OF PERPENDICULAR TIME NEVER FAILED TO IMPRESS HIM THE LONG CURVED OF MOUNTAINS WERE THE SAME AND THEY WERE MODELLED WITH THE SAME AUTUMN COLORS BUT WHERE THE LITTLE VILLAGE OF RUDDER'S FORT STOOD ON THE OTHER LINE OF PROBABILITY THESE WHITE TOWERS OF AN APARTMENT CITY ROSE THE LIVING QUARTERS OF THE PLANT PERSONNEL THE ROCKET THAT WAS TO TAKE HIM TO HEADQUARTERS WAS BEING HOISTED WITH A CRANE THAT LOWERED AND FUNNED THE FIRING STAND HE WALKED BRISKLY TOWARD IT HIS RIFLE AND MUSETTE SLUNG A BOYISH LOOKING PILOT WAS ON THE PLATFORM OPENING THE DOOR OF THE ROCKET HE STOOD ASIDE FOR VERKAN VALL TO ENTER THEN FOLLOWED AND CLOSED IT DOGGING IT SHUT WHILE HIS PASSENGER STOWED HIS BAG AND RIFLE AND STRAPPED HIMSELF INTO A SEAT
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