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- Autorius: John Wood Campbell
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2017
- Puslapiai: 184
- ISBN-10: 1544633440
- ISBN-13: 9781544633442
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
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"Red, how soon do we eat?" he called. "Shut up, you'll wake the others," replied a low voice from the rear of the swift little patrol ship. "See anything?" "Several million stars," replied Evans in a lower voice. "And-" His tone became suddenly severe. "Assistant Murphy, remember your manners when addressing your superior officer. I've a mind to report you." A flaming head of hair topping a grinning face poked around the edge of the door. "Lower your wavelength, lower your wavelength! You may think you're a sun, but you're just a planetoid. But what I'd like to know, Chief Pilot Russ Evans, is why they locate a ship in a forlorn, out of the way place like this-three-quarters of a billion miles, out of planetary plane. No ships ever come out here, no pirates, not a chance to help a wrecked ship.
- Autorius: John Wood Campbell
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2017
- Puslapiai: 184
- ISBN-10: 1544633440
- ISBN-13: 9781544633442
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
"Red, how soon do we eat?" he called. "Shut up, you'll wake the others," replied a low voice from the rear of the swift little patrol ship. "See anything?" "Several million stars," replied Evans in a lower voice. "And-" His tone became suddenly severe. "Assistant Murphy, remember your manners when addressing your superior officer. I've a mind to report you." A flaming head of hair topping a grinning face poked around the edge of the door. "Lower your wavelength, lower your wavelength! You may think you're a sun, but you're just a planetoid. But what I'd like to know, Chief Pilot Russ Evans, is why they locate a ship in a forlorn, out of the way place like this-three-quarters of a billion miles, out of planetary plane. No ships ever come out here, no pirates, not a chance to help a wrecked ship.
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