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[ "Why does Eppel indicate an orange light when scanning the planet?", "Why does the crew later refer to Ha-Adamah as Adam? ", "Why does Adam refuse to play checkers? ", "How does the \"Old Serpent\" know that the crew is returning with settlers?", "What ultimately makes the priest disbelieve what they've seen, despite his faith?", "What is likely to happen to the crew when they return to the planet? " ]

[ [ "It wants the crew to make their own judgement, because it doesn't know what to make of it.", "It senses Ha-Adamah's perception. ", "It senses the \"Old Serpent's\" perception. ", "It senses that an omnipotent being. " ], [ "He responds to Adam, and they decide it's his true name", "Ha-Adamah is Adam's Hebrew origination.", "The planet feels so much like the Garden of Eden, that they begin to believe he is Adam", "They want to test Adam and see if he accepts it as his name. " ], [ "He does not want to humiliate the priest by beating him. ", "The priest is too eager to go up against him, and he doesn't want to disappoint. ", "He has no reason to play. He is omniscient and would win without contest. ", "He is scared of losing and giving away his true identity. " ], [ "He understands people, and that they'll want to have their way with the planet. ", "Like Adam, he has extraordinary perception and can predict it happening. ", "It has happened before. He knows that people cannot resist the temptation and takes advantage of it. ", "The crew made it clear they would return. " ], [ "He senses the \"unusual mind\" of Adam, and it made him uneasy. ", "He is too faithful to risk trusting what they've seen.", "Someone like Adam would not be afraid of playing checkers, or being personable. ", "The illusion is too perfect, and it feels inauthentic to him. " ], [ "They'll fall victim like those before them, and have their supplies stolen. ", "They'll return, still believing it's the Garden of Eden. ", "They'll learn the truth about the Old Serpent and Adam, and leave. ", "They'll carry through with their settlement plans and cash in. " ] ]

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[ [ "And there was no denying that the Extraordinary Perception Locator (or\n Eppel) was a contrary machine. On Earth it had read\nPositive", "Finally it signaled the result, the most exasperating result it ever\n produces: the single orange light. It was the equivalent of the shrug\n of the shoulders in a man. They called it the \"You tell\nme\nlight.\"", "individual, though this could not be certain) and got very definite\n action. Eppel was busy. The machine had a touch of the ham in it, and\n assumed an air of importance when it ran these tests.", "I'm almost afraid to say. And those two ... why, they could well be\n Earth-people. But with a difference. Where is that bright light coming\n from?\"", "Positive\non ninety per cent of\n the acknowledged superior minds of the Earth. In space it had been a\n sound guide to the unusual intelligences encountered. Yet on Suzuki-Mi", "Dawn did not come to the moon-town. The Little Probe hovered stationary\n in the light and the moon-town came up under the dawn. Then the Probe\n went down to visit whatever was there.", "\"Scan the remainder of the world, Steiner,\" said Stark, \"and the rest\n of us will get some sleep. If you find no other spot then we will go", "So it was with mixed expectations that Steiner locked onto the area\n and got a flick. He then narrowed to a smaller area (apparently one", "The E. P. Locator had been designed by Glaser. But when the Locator\n had refused to read\nPositive", "\"Not a building, not two sticks or stones placed together. That looks\n like an Earth-type sheep there. And that looks like an Earth-lion,", "There was one more test to run, one very tricky and difficult of\n analysis, that with the Extraordinary Perception Locator. This was", "are garbed in light and innocence, and they have the happiness that\n we have been seeking for centuries. It would be a crime if anyone\n disturbed that happiness.\"", "\"Let's lock on this one and finish the scan. Then we can do the rest of\n the world to make sure we've missed nothing,\" said Stark.", "The machine replied, with such warmth that its relays chattered, that\n Glaser did\nnot\nhave extraordinary perception; he had only ordinary\n perception to an extraordinary degree. There is a\ndifference\n, the\n machine insisted.", "\"And everything grows here,\" added Steiner. \"Those are Earth-fruits and", "was spinal fluid on that orb, rivers of it. So again they omitted\n several tests and went to the cognition scanner. Would it show Thought\n on the body?", "\"It'll take them fourteen days to get back with the settlers. We'll\n have time to overhaul the blasters. We haven't had any well-equipped", "\"And can't you mix another kind of shining paint? This itches. It's\n hell.\"\n\n\n \"I'm working on it.\"\nCasper Craig was still dictating the gram:", "\"Human,\" said Steiner. \"It may even be that they are a little more than\n human. I don't understand that light that surrounds them. And they seem\n to be clothed, as it were, in dignity.\"", "nothing for several hours as they hovered high over the rotation. Then\n it came—clearly and definitely, but from quite a small location only." ], [ "\"Father Briton from Philadelphia,\" he said, \"on detached service. And\n you, my good man, what is your handle, your monicker, your tag?\"\n\n\n \"Ha-Adamah,\" said the man.", "beginning to believe in the thing. But if it isn't that, then what.\n Father Briton, you are the linguist, but in Hebrew does not Ha-Adamah\n and Hawwah mean—?\"", "\"All things are possible.\"\n\n\n And it was then that Ha-Adamah, the shining man, gave a wild cry: \"No,\n no. Do not approach it. It is not allowed to eat of that one!\"", "\"How could there be more than one of anything?\"\n\n\n The captain was a little puzzled by this, but he went on doggedly:\n \"Ha-Adamah, what do you think that we are? Are we not people?\"", "\"Pick from the trees,\" said Ha-Adamah, \"and then it may be that you\n will want to sleep on the grass. Being not of human nature (which does", "\"The woman is named Hawwah,\" said the man. \"The sheep is named sheep,\n the lion is named lion, the horse is named horse and the hoolock is\n named hoolock.\"", "\"I won't be the first to eat one. You eat.\"\n\n\n \"Ask him first. You ask him.\"\n\n\n \"Ha-Adamah, is it allowed to eat the apples?\"", "\"I thought so. Question the man further, Father. This is too\n incredible.\"\n\n\n \"It is a little odd. Adam, old man, how long have you been here?\"", "\"You are not anything till I name you. But I will name you and then\n you can be. You are named Captain. He is named Priest. He is named\n Engineer. He is named Flunky.\"", "\"Ah—I see.\"\nBut the crew all drank of the fountain to be sociable. It was water,\n but water that excelled, cool and with all its original bubbles like\n the first water ever made.", "change Adam and Eve to Ha-Adamah and Hawwah, and the apple to the\n pomegranate. People aren't becoming any smarter—but they are becoming", "\"Human,\" said Steiner. \"It may even be that they are a little more than\n human. I don't understand that light that surrounds them. And they seem\n to be clothed, as it were, in dignity.\"", "\"It does. The name of the fruit is not mentioned in Genesis. In Hebrew\n exegesis, however, the pomegranate is usually indicated.\"", "man, but I am convinced of this: that this is a pristine and pure world\n and that ours and all the others we have visited are fallen worlds.\n Here are the prototypes of our first parents before their fall. They", "\"I know it, Eve. The lion is a very important prop. Maybe one of the\n crackpot settlers will bring a new lion.\"", "\"What is there, Adam?\" asked Captain Stark.", "\"Once more, Father,\" said Stark, \"you should be the authority; but does\n not the idea that it was the apple that was forbidden go back only to a\n medieval painting?\"", "\"I'm not clowning, Captain. How about it, Adam? I'll give you choice of\n colors and first move.\"\n\n\n \"No. It would be no contest. I have a preternatural intellect.\"", "They learned no more of the real nature of the sphere in their time\n there. Yet all but one of them were convinced of the reality when they\n left. And they talked of it as they took off.", "\"Yes, there is a question that will settle it. Adam, old man, how about\n a game of checkers?\"\n\n\n \"This is hardly the time for clowning,\" said Stark." ], [ "\"Yes, there is a question that will settle it. Adam, old man, how about\n a game of checkers?\"\n\n\n \"This is hardly the time for clowning,\" said Stark.", "\"If I have a preternatural intellect I wouldn't be afraid of a game of\n checkers with anyone. Yet there was an unusual mind there somewhere; it\n was just that he chose not to make our acquaintance personally.\"", "center on Earth. I've played against, and beaten, machines. But I\n never played a preternatural mind. Let's just set up the board, Adam,\n and have a go at it.\"", "\"I'm not clowning, Captain. How about it, Adam? I'll give you choice of\n colors and first move.\"\n\n\n \"No. It would be no contest. I have a preternatural intellect.\"", "zoologically rigged, salted conspicuously with gold and shot through\n with anachronisms. And moreover he was afraid to play me at checkers.\"", "\"Well, I beat a barber who was champion of Germantown. And I beat the\n champion of Morgan County, Tennessee, which is the hottest checker", "\"All things are possible.\"\n\n\n And it was then that Ha-Adamah, the shining man, gave a wild cry: \"No,\n no. Do not approach it. It is not allowed to eat of that one!\"", "\"I thought so. Question the man further, Father. This is too\n incredible.\"\n\n\n \"It is a little odd. Adam, old man, how long have you been here?\"", "It would be the darkest of crimes if we or others should play the part\n of the serpent, and intrude and spoil.\"", "\"Pick from the trees,\" said Ha-Adamah, \"and then it may be that you\n will want to sleep on the grass. Being not of human nature (which does", "\"I won't be the first to eat one. You eat.\"\n\n\n \"Ask him first. You ask him.\"\n\n\n \"Ha-Adamah, is it allowed to eat the apples?\"", "\"Certainly. Eat. It is the finest fruit in the garden.\"\n\"Well, the analogy breaks down there,\" said Stark. \"I was almost", "\"No. It would be no contest. I would not like to humble you.\"\nThey were there for three days. They were delighted with the place.", "\"Father Briton from Philadelphia,\" he said, \"on detached service. And\n you, my good man, what is your handle, your monicker, your tag?\"\n\n\n \"Ha-Adamah,\" said the man.", "\"Once more, Father,\" said Stark, \"you should be the authority; but does\n not the idea that it was the apple that was forbidden go back only to a\n medieval painting?\"", "beginning to believe in the thing. But if it isn't that, then what.\n Father Briton, you are the linguist, but in Hebrew does not Ha-Adamah\n and Hawwah mean—?\"", "\"I know it, Eve. The lion is a very important prop. Maybe one of the\n crackpot settlers will bring a new lion.\"", "\"No. We are the people. There are no people but two. How could there be\n other people?\"", "\"You don't want to visit any of the other areas first? Somewhere away\n from the thoughtful creature?\"", "are garbed in light and innocence, and they have the happiness that\n we have been seeking for centuries. It would be a crime if anyone\n disturbed that happiness.\"" ], [ "\"The great serpent lives there. I would not disturb him. He has long\n been cranky because plans he had for us did not materialize. But we", "Down in the great cave that Old Serpent, a two-legged one among whose\n names were \"Snake-Oil Sam,\" spoke to his underlings:", "\"I know it, Eve. The lion is a very important prop. Maybe one of the\n crackpot settlers will bring a new lion.\"", "\"I too am convinced,\" said Steiner. \"It is Paradise itself, where the\n lion lies down with the lamb, and where the serpent has not prevailed.", "\"I thought so. Question the man further, Father. This is too\n incredible.\"\n\n\n \"It is a little odd. Adam, old man, how long have you been here?\"", "It would be the darkest of crimes if we or others should play the part\n of the serpent, and intrude and spoil.\"", "\"I don't know, but they're right in the middle of it. Land here. We'll\n go to meet them at once. Timidity has never been an efficacious tool\n with us.\"", "\"It'll take them fourteen days to get back with the settlers. We'll\n have time to overhaul the blasters. We haven't had any well-equipped", "\"Ah—I see.\"\nBut the crew all drank of the fountain to be sociable. It was water,\n but water that excelled, cool and with all its original bubbles like\n the first water ever made.", "beginning to believe in the thing. But if it isn't that, then what.\n Father Briton, you are the linguist, but in Hebrew does not Ha-Adamah\n and Hawwah mean—?\"", "\"Yes, there is a question that will settle it. Adam, old man, how about\n a game of checkers?\"\n\n\n \"This is hardly the time for clowning,\" said Stark.", "They learned no more of the real nature of the sphere in their time\n there. Yet all but one of them were convinced of the reality when they\n left. And they talked of it as they took off.", "\"A crowd would laugh if told of it,\" said Stark, \"but not many would\n laugh if they had actually seen the place, or them. I am not a gullible", "settlers for six weeks. It used to be we'd hardly have time to strip\n and slaughter and stow before there was another batch to take care of.\"", "man, but I am convinced of this: that this is a pristine and pure world\n and that ours and all the others we have visited are fallen worlds.\n Here are the prototypes of our first parents before their fall. They", "I'm almost afraid to say. And those two ... why, they could well be\n Earth-people. But with a difference. Where is that bright light coming\n from?\"", "\"I have only one tongue; but it is given to us to be understood by all;\n by the eagle, by the squirrel, by the ass, by the English.\"", "\"This is still a perfect come-on here. There is something in human\n nature that cannot resist the idea of a Perfect Paradise. Folks will", "strong too. Mainly it is the feverish passion to befoul and poison what\n is unspoiled. Fortunately I am sagacious enough to take advantage of", "\"You are not anything till I name you. But I will name you and then\n you can be. You are named Captain. He is named Priest. He is named\n Engineer. He is named Flunky.\"" ], [ "\"They looked at the priest thoughtfully.\n\n\n \"But it was Paradise in one way,\" said Steiner at last.\n\n\n \"How?\"", "\"It's as phony as a seven-credit note!\"\n\n\n \"You, a man of the cloth doubt it? And us ready skeptics convinced by\n our senses? Why do you doubt?\"", "They learned no more of the real nature of the sphere in their time\n there. Yet all but one of them were convinced of the reality when they\n left. And they talked of it as they took off.", "\"A crowd would laugh if told of it,\" said Stark, \"but not many would\n laugh if they had actually seen the place, or them. I am not a gullible", "\"I am probably the most skeptical man in the world,\" said Casper Craig\n the tycoon, \"but I do believe my eyes. I have been there and seen it.", "\"Human,\" said Steiner. \"It may even be that they are a little more than\n human. I don't understand that light that surrounds them. And they seem\n to be clothed, as it were, in dignity.\"", "beginning to believe in the thing. But if it isn't that, then what.\n Father Briton, you are the linguist, but in Hebrew does not Ha-Adamah\n and Hawwah mean—?\"", "Then Stark cut in once more: \"There must be some one question you could\n ask him, Father. Some way to settle it. I am becoming nearly convinced.\"", "\"It is only the unbelieving who believe so easily in obvious frauds.\n Theologically unsound, dramaturgically weak, philologically impossible,", "are garbed in light and innocence, and they have the happiness that\n we have been seeking for centuries. It would be a crime if anyone\n disturbed that happiness.\"", "\"Of course they do. You know that as well as I.\"\n\n\n \"I was never a believer. But would it be possible for the exact same\n proposition to maintain here as on Earth?\"", "\"All things are possible.\"\n\n\n And it was then that Ha-Adamah, the shining man, gave a wild cry: \"No,\n no. Do not approach it. It is not allowed to eat of that one!\"", "\"I thought so. Question the man further, Father. This is too\n incredible.\"\n\n\n \"It is a little odd. Adam, old man, how long have you been here?\"", "\"Ah—I see.\"\nBut the crew all drank of the fountain to be sociable. It was water,\n but water that excelled, cool and with all its original bubbles like\n the first water ever made.", "\"I too am convinced,\" said Steiner. \"It is Paradise itself, where the\n lion lies down with the lamb, and where the serpent has not prevailed.", "\"No. We are the people. There are no people but two. How could there be\n other people?\"", "\"I don't know, but they're right in the middle of it. Land here. We'll\n go to meet them at once. Timidity has never been an efficacious tool\n with us.\"", "\"And the damnest thing about it,\" muttered Langweilig, \"is, how are you\n going to prove him wrong? But it does give you a small feeling.\"\n\n\n \"Can we have something to eat?\" asked the Captain.", "\"There's no town,\" said Steiner. \"Not a building. Yet we're on the\n track of the minds. There's nothing but a meadow and some boscage, a", "\"You are not anything till I name you. But I will name you and then\n you can be. You are named Captain. He is named Priest. He is named\n Engineer. He is named Flunky.\"" ], [ "\"It'll take them fourteen days to get back with the settlers. We'll\n have time to overhaul the blasters. We haven't had any well-equipped", "They learned no more of the real nature of the sphere in their time\n there. Yet all but one of them were convinced of the reality when they\n left. And they talked of it as they took off.", "I'm almost afraid to say. And those two ... why, they could well be\n Earth-people. But with a difference. Where is that bright light coming\n from?\"", "\"I don't know, but they're right in the middle of it. Land here. We'll\n go to meet them at once. Timidity has never been an efficacious tool\n with us.\"", "Positive\non ninety per cent of\n the acknowledged superior minds of the Earth. In space it had been a\n sound guide to the unusual intelligences encountered. Yet on Suzuki-Mi", "surface to find another, or concentrate on this? It'll be twelve hours\n before it's back in our ken if we let it go now.\"", "\"No. The rest of the world may be dangerous. There must be a reason\n that thought is in one spot only. If we find no others then we will go\n down boldly and visit this.\"", "down on that one the next time it is in position under us, in about\n twelve hours.\"", "\"And you had better have an armed escort when you return,\" said Father\n Briton.\n\n\n \"Why in cosmos would we want an armed escort?\"", "life traces on that little moon, but it would be a lively place. So\n they skipped several steps in the procedure.", "And there was no denying that the Extraordinary Perception Locator (or\n Eppel) was a contrary machine. On Earth it had read\nPositive", "\"Scan the remainder of the world, Steiner,\" said Stark, \"and the rest\n of us will get some sleep. If you find no other spot then we will go", "\"And the damnest thing about it,\" muttered Langweilig, \"is, how are you\n going to prove him wrong? But it does give you a small feeling.\"\n\n\n \"Can we have something to eat?\" asked the Captain.", "\"A crowd would laugh if told of it,\" said Stark, \"but not many would\n laugh if they had actually seen the place, or them. I am not a gullible", "\"If there are only two people here,\" said Casper Craig, \"then it may be\n that the rest of the world is not dangerous at all. It looked fertile", "\"Ah—I see.\"\nBut the crew all drank of the fountain to be sociable. It was water,\n but water that excelled, cool and with all its original bubbles like\n the first water ever made.", "Dawn did not come to the moon-town. The Little Probe hovered stationary\n in the light and the moon-town came up under the dawn. Then the Probe\n went down to visit whatever was there.", "\"Of course they do. You know that as well as I.\"\n\n\n \"I was never a believer. But would it be possible for the exact same\n proposition to maintain here as on Earth?\"", "are garbed in light and innocence, and they have the happiness that\n we have been seeking for centuries. It would be a crime if anyone\n disturbed that happiness.\"", "\"The great serpent lives there. I would not disturb him. He has long\n been cranky because plans he had for us did not materialize. But we" ] ]

[ "Why was Si given a symbolic gold watch by the Department of Space Exploration?", "Why did the Department hope that Si would continue for three more space missions?", "What clearly showed a sense humbleness presented by Si?", "What was considered a downside to the space exploration by Si?", "Based on indicators in the passage, what can be inferred as the time setting of the story?", "Why did Si choose to visit Manhattan and the Kudos Room?", "After being drafted into the working force reserves, how many trips did Si have to complete in order to retire?", "What context shows that Si was able to retire from the working force reserves with honorable rank?", "What caught Natalie's attention at the Kudos Room and prompted the chat with Si?" ]

[ [ "He had just successfully completed a dangerous space mission that they were impressed with. ", "As an apology for the difficult task he had to complete while in space. ", "He was retiring from the Department.", "As a means to convince him to stay on with the Department and continue completing missions." ], [ "He didn't complain about the explorations and enjoyed his time in space.", "His required compensation was lower than the other pilots.", "It would take too long to train a new pilot to complete the explorations.", "He was the best of the best in the space exploration team." ], [ "His ability to obtain the swank suite at the hotel.", "The presence of a human bartender in the Kudos Room.", "His lack of awareness that he would be considered a celebrity at the Kudos Room.", "His quaint behavior at the banquet where he was presented with a gold watch." ], [ "The inability to start of family of his own due to being away for long periods of time. ", "The fear of contracting space cafard.", "His fear of being in the ship itself. ", "Becoming too used to being along for long periods of time. " ], [ "The present, based on the character use of credit cards.", "The past, based on the dialogue used by characters.", "The future, based on the advanced technology ", "The present, due to the government restrictions on space exploration." ], [ "In hopes of seeing and befriending a celebrity", "That's the only place that an alcoholic beverage can be legally purchased. ", "He was planning to meet an attractive woman there. ", "To celebrate his retirement and spend some of his extra funds. " ], [ "1 trip", "6 trips", "5 trips", "15 trips" ], [ "He purchased and dressed in the honorable retirement-rank suit. ", "He was granted access into the vacuum-tube two-seater for transportation. ", "His receipt of Basic onto his credit card that would fund all of his necessities. ", "He was permitted to enter the Kudos Room at the hotel." ], [ "The bartender introduced the two after serving them drinks at the same time. ", "She thought he was attractive enough and she was bored. ", "He had offered to buy her drinks all night.", "She noticed his space pin." ] ]

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[ [ "They gave him a gold watch. It was meant to be symbolical, of course.\n In the old tradition. It was in the way of an antique, being one of the", "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "In common with recipients of gold watches of a score of generations\n before him, Si Pond would have preferred something a bit more tangible", "Si was expansive. \"Why, sure. In the Space Department we don't have\n much time for formality. Everybody's just Si, and Doc, and Jim. Like", "Si Pond was surprised. \"Cried?\" he said. \"Well, why? I was kind of\n bored with the whole thing. But old Doc Gubelin, I used to work under\n him in the Space Exploration department, he was hot for it.\"", "They also had a banquet for him, complete with speeches by such\n bigwigs of the Department of Space Exploration as Academician Lofting", "To start off, he dressed with great care in the honorable\n retirement-rank suit he had so recently purchased. His space pin he\n attached carefully to the lapel. That was a good beginning, he decided.", "Doctor Girard-Perregaux made. There you stood, so fine and straight in\n your space-pilot uniform, the veteran of six exploration runs to the\n planets....\"", "Si, disconcerted by the sudden reversal, said, \"Yeah ... sure.\"\n\n\n \"Good Heavens, you're a spaceman?\"", "They could count down and blast off, for all he gave a damn.\nThe gold watch idea had been that of Lofting Gubelin, which was", "that you were the last of the space pilots. The last man in the whole\n world trained to pilot a space craft. And here you were, retiring.\"", "delving into space.\" Gubelin snapped his fingers. \"Like that, either of\n us would give our lives to prevent man from completely abandoning the\n road to his destiny.\"", "\"Well,\" Si said modestly, \"two of my runs were only to the Moon.\"", "The car hesitated for a moment, that brief hesitation before the\n shot, and Si took the involuntary breath from which only heroes could\n refrain. He sank back slowly into the seat. Moments passed, and the\n direction of the pressure was reversed.", "Sitting in the Kudos Room with the most beautiful girl to whom he had\n ever talked, Si could be nonchalant about the subject. \"Old Gubelin", "Gubelin and Doctor Hans Girard-Perregaux. There was also somebody\n from the government who spoke, but he was one of those who were\n pseudo-elected and didn't know much about the field of space travel", "\"Nothing too good for ex-Space Pilot Si Pond,\" he said aloud.", "\"Sure.\" He pointed at the lapel pin. \"You can't wear one unless you\n been on at least a Moon run.\"", "Si grunted. \"Yeah. That's all part of the Doc's scheme to get me to\n take on another three runs. They're afraid the whole department'll be", "The fact of the matter was, Si knew that his retiring had set them\n back. They hadn't figured he had enough shares of Basic to see him" ], [ "Si grunted. \"Yeah. That's all part of the Doc's scheme to get me to\n take on another three runs. They're afraid the whole department'll be", "Si was expansive. \"Why, sure. In the Space Department we don't have\n much time for formality. Everybody's just Si, and Doc, and Jim. Like", "Si Pond was surprised. \"Cried?\" he said. \"Well, why? I was kind of\n bored with the whole thing. But old Doc Gubelin, I used to work under\n him in the Space Exploration department, he was hot for it.\"", "\"Well,\" Si said modestly, \"two of my runs were only to the Moon.\"", "dropped by the Appropriations Committee on this here Economic Planning\n Board. Even if they can find some other patsy to train for the job,\n it'd take maybe a year before you could even send him on a Moon hop.", "They also had a banquet for him, complete with speeches by such\n bigwigs of the Department of Space Exploration as Academician Lofting", "Department, with all the expense and all, but nobody to pilot their\n ships. It's kind of funny, in a way. You know what one of those\n spaceships costs?\"", "that you were the last of the space pilots. The last man in the whole\n world trained to pilot a space craft. And here you were, retiring.\"", "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "Si, disconcerted by the sudden reversal, said, \"Yeah ... sure.\"\n\n\n \"Good Heavens, you're a spaceman?\"", "Si chuckled. \"A real buff, eh? You know, it's kind of funny. I was\n never much interested in it. And I got a darn sight less interested\n after my first run and I found out what space cafard was.\"", "delving into space.\" Gubelin snapped his fingers. \"Like that, either of\n us would give our lives to prevent man from completely abandoning the\n road to his destiny.\"", "point. The man is the only trained space pilot in the world. It will\n take months, possibly more than a year, to bring another novitiate\n pilot to the point where he can safely be trusted to take our next", "to the point that we haven't a single pilot, then it might well be\n that the Economic Planning Board, and especially those cloddies\n on Appropriations, will terminate the whole Department of Space", "\"... and he said all those things about man's conquest of space. And\n the dream of the stars which man has held so long. And then the fact", "keeps that angle mostly hushed up and out of the magazine and newspaper\n articles. Says there's enough adverse publicity about space exploration\n already. But at this stage of the game when the whole ship's crammed", "To start off, he dressed with great care in the honorable\n retirement-rank suit he had so recently purchased. His space pin he\n attached carefully to the lapel. That was a good beginning, he decided.", "population is ever called up. But Pond was. His industrial aptitude\n dossier revealed him a possible candidate for space pilot, and it was\n you yourself who talked him into taking the training ... pointing out", "very few who still participate in travel to the planets. Very well.\n He was sold. Took his training, which, of course, required long years\n of drudgery to him. Then, performing his duties quite competently, he", "\"Nothing too good for ex-Space Pilot Si Pond,\" he said aloud." ], [ "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "\"Si,\" Si said, gratified. Holy Zoroaster, he'd never seen anything\n like this rarified pulchritude. Maybe on teevee, of course, one of the", "Thus, Si was vaguely aware, it had always been down through the\n centuries since the Phoenecian sailor, back from his year-long trip to", "The car hesitated for a moment, that brief hesitation before the\n shot, and Si took the involuntary breath from which only heroes could\n refrain. He sank back slowly into the seat. Moments passed, and the\n direction of the pressure was reversed.", "Si, carrying his glass, moved over to the stool next to her. \"Call me\n Si,\" he said. \"Everybody calls me Si.\"", "Si took his time. Not that he really needed it. It was by far the most\n swank suite he had ever seen. One wall was a window of whatever size", "\"Well,\" Si said modestly, \"two of my runs were only to the Moon.\"", "of twenty-five and was registered for the labor draft, there hadn't\n been a chance in a hundred that he'd have the bad luck to have his\n name pulled. But when it had been, Si had celebrated.", "Each time Si returned from one of his own runs, he celebrated. A spree,\n a bust, a bat, a wing-ding, a night on the town. A commemoration of\n dangers met and passed.", "Sitting in the Kudos Room with the most beautiful girl to whom he had\n ever talked, Si could be nonchalant about the subject. \"Old Gubelin", "of his fellow citizens could boast. Si Pond had it made. A spree was\n obviously called for.", "The fact of the matter was, Si knew that his retiring had set them\n back. They hadn't figured he had enough shares of Basic to see him", "Si was expansive. \"Why, sure. In the Space Department we don't have\n much time for formality. Everybody's just Si, and Doc, and Jim. Like", "\"Funny?\" she said. \"Why, I don't think it's funny at all.\"\n\n\n Si said, \"Look, how about another drink?\"", "the guest might desire and Si touched the control that dilated it to\n the full. His view opened in such wise that he could see both the\n Empire State Building Museum and the Hudson. Beyond the river stretched", "would. His monthly dividends were due in another week or so, and he\n wouldn't have to worry about current expenses. Yes, indeedy, Si Pond\n was as solvent as he had ever been in his thirty years.", "There was nothing the bartender could say to that, and he went about\n building the drink.\n\n\n Si cleared his throat. \"Hey,\" he said, \"how about letting this one be\n on me?\"", "eyes. Every pore, but\nevery\npore, was in place. She sat with the easy\n grace of the Orient, so seldom found in the West.", "\"You must realize, my dear Lofting, that our Si Pond is nothing more\n than a latter-day sailor, with many of the problems and view-points,", "Attired satisfactorily, Si double-checked to see that his credit\n card was in his pocket. As an after-thought, he went over to the" ], [ "Si chuckled. \"A real buff, eh? You know, it's kind of funny. I was\n never much interested in it. And I got a darn sight less interested\n after my first run and I found out what space cafard was.\"", "\"Well,\" Si said modestly, \"two of my runs were only to the Moon.\"", "Thus, Si was vaguely aware, it had always been down through the\n centuries since the Phoenecian sailor, back from his year-long trip to", "Si Pond was surprised. \"Cried?\" he said. \"Well, why? I was kind of\n bored with the whole thing. But old Doc Gubelin, I used to work under\n him in the Space Exploration department, he was hot for it.\"", "Si was expansive. \"Why, sure. In the Space Department we don't have\n much time for formality. Everybody's just Si, and Doc, and Jim. Like", "Si, disconcerted by the sudden reversal, said, \"Yeah ... sure.\"\n\n\n \"Good Heavens, you're a spaceman?\"", "\"... and he said all those things about man's conquest of space. And\n the dream of the stars which man has held so long. And then the fact", "delving into space.\" Gubelin snapped his fingers. \"Like that, either of\n us would give our lives to prevent man from completely abandoning the\n road to his destiny.\"", "keeps that angle mostly hushed up and out of the magazine and newspaper\n articles. Says there's enough adverse publicity about space exploration\n already. But at this stage of the game when the whole ship's crammed", "very few who still participate in travel to the planets. Very well.\n He was sold. Took his training, which, of course, required long years\n of drudgery to him. Then, performing his duties quite competently, he", "\"You must realize, my dear Lofting, that our Si Pond is nothing more\n than a latter-day sailor, with many of the problems and view-points,", "the guest might desire and Si touched the control that dilated it to\n the full. His view opened in such wise that he could see both the\n Empire State Building Museum and the Hudson. Beyond the river stretched", "Exploration.\"", "Doctor Girard-Perregaux made. There you stood, so fine and straight in\n your space-pilot uniform, the veteran of six exploration runs to the\n planets....\"", "that you were the last of the space pilots. The last man in the whole\n world trained to pilot a space craft. And here you were, retiring.\"", "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "haul to the Jupiter satellites, fearfully checking the symptoms of\n space cafard, the madness compounded of claustrophobia, monotony,", "population is ever called up. But Pond was. His industrial aptitude\n dossier revealed him a possible candidate for space pilot, and it was\n you yourself who talked him into taking the training ... pointing out", "know so much about it? You don't meet many people who are interested\n in space any more. In fact, most people are almost contemptuous, like.", "He'd had plenty of time to figure it out, there alone in space on the\n Moon run, there on the Venus or Mars runs. There on the long, long" ], [ "The car hesitated for a moment, that brief hesitation before the\n shot, and Si took the involuntary breath from which only heroes could\n refrain. He sank back slowly into the seat. Moments passed, and the\n direction of the pressure was reversed.", "Yes, but now it was all over. He had his own little place, his own\n vacuum-tube vehicle and twice the amount of shares of Basic that most", "He turned back to his drink and noticed, for the first time, the girl\n who occupied the stool two down from him. Si Pond blinked. He blinked\n and then swallowed.", "They gave him a gold watch. It was meant to be symbolical, of course.\n In the old tradition. It was in the way of an antique, being one of the", "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "typical, he being in the way of a living anachronism himself. In fact,\n Academician Gubelin was possibly the only living man on North America\n who still wore spectacles. His explanation was that a phobia against", "Thus, Si was vaguely aware, it had always been down through the\n centuries since the Phoenecian sailor, back from his year-long trip to", "Well, this was something like it. This was the sort of thing he'd\n dreamed about, out there in the great alone, seated in the confining", "Slumped in an autochair in the escape room of his Floridian home,\n Lofting Gubelin scowled at his friend. He said, acidly, \"Any more", "of his fellow citizens could boast. Si Pond had it made. A spree was\n obviously called for.", "one short drink with the boys, before taking his accumulated pay and\n heading home. The one short drink would lead to another. And morning\n would find him, drunk, rolled, tattooed and possibly sleeping it off in", "around in second-class groggeries, no eating in automated luncheterias.\n This time, be it the only time in his life, he was going to frolic in", "Si took his time. Not that he really needed it. It was by far the most\n swank suite he had ever seen. One wall was a window of whatever size", "The other chuckled again. \"It is simply a matter of finding more modern\n methods, my dear chap.\"\nII", "He opened the small, closet-like door which housed his vacuum-tube\n two-seater, and wedged himself into the small vehicle. He brought down", "eyes. Every pore, but\nevery\npore, was in place. She sat with the easy\n grace of the Orient, so seldom found in the West.", "He dialed Manhattan and felt the sinking sensation that presaged his\n car's dropping to tube level. While it was being taken up by the robot", "The other chuckled. \"The trouble with you, Lofting, is that you have\n failed to bring history to bear on our problem. Haven't you ever read\n of the sailor and his way of life?\"", "Sitting in the Kudos Room with the most beautiful girl to whom he had\n ever talked, Si could be nonchalant about the subject. \"Old Gubelin", "sea—and sometimes the tramp freighters or whaling craft would be out\n for years at a stretch before returning to home port—he would talk\n of his retirement and his dream. And then? Then in port, it would be" ], [ "The auto-elevator murmured politely, \"Yes, sir, the Kudos Room.\"\nAt the door to the famous rendezvous of the swankiest set, Si paused a", "Manhattan. The shuttling began again, and one or two more traversing\n sub-shots. Finally, the dash threw a green light and Si opened the\n canopy and stepped into his hotel room.", "Sitting in the Kudos Room with the most beautiful girl to whom he had\n ever talked, Si could be nonchalant about the subject. \"Old Gubelin", "He considered for a moment, decided against the boroughs of Baltimore\n and Boston, and selected Manhattan instead. He had the resources. He\n might as well do it up brown.", "He decided a drink was in order to help him plan his strategy. A drink\n at the hotel's famous Kudos Room where celebrities were reputed to be a\n dime a dozen.", "Si took his time. Not that he really needed it. It was by far the most\n swank suite he had ever seen. One wall was a window of whatever size", "the guest might desire and Si touched the control that dilated it to\n the full. His view opened in such wise that he could see both the\n Empire State Building Museum and the Hudson. Beyond the river stretched", "Si, carrying his glass, moved over to the stool next to her. \"Call me\n Si,\" he said. \"Everybody calls me Si.\"", "He left the suite and stepped into one of the elevators. He said,\n \"Kudos Room.\"", "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "Each time Si returned from one of his own runs, he celebrated. A spree,\n a bust, a bat, a wing-ding, a night on the town. A commemoration of\n dangers met and passed.", "The drinks in the Kudos Room might be concocted by hand, but Si noticed\n they had the routine teevee screens built into the bar for payment.", "of his fellow citizens could boast. Si Pond had it made. A spree was\n obviously called for.", "of twenty-five and was registered for the labor draft, there hadn't\n been a chance in a hundred that he'd have the bad luck to have his\n name pulled. But when it had been, Si had celebrated.", "The car hesitated for a moment, that brief hesitation before the\n shot, and Si took the involuntary breath from which only heroes could\n refrain. He sank back slowly into the seat. Moments passed, and the\n direction of the pressure was reversed.", "He dialed Manhattan and felt the sinking sensation that presaged his\n car's dropping to tube level. While it was being taken up by the robot", "\"Si,\" Si said, gratified. Holy Zoroaster, he'd never seen anything\n like this rarified pulchritude. Maybe on teevee, of course, one of the", "Thus, Si was vaguely aware, it had always been down through the\n centuries since the Phoenecian sailor, back from his year-long trip to", "Si grunted. \"Yeah. That's all part of the Doc's scheme to get me to\n take on another three runs. They're afraid the whole department'll be", "She looked at him coldly, turned to the bartender and murmured, \"A Far\n Out Cooler, please, Fredric.\" Then deliberately added, \"I thought the\n Kudos Room was supposed to be exclusive.\"" ], [ "made his six trips. He is now legally eligible for retirement. He was\n drafted into the working force reserves, served his time, and is now\n free from toil for the balance of his life. Why should he listen to", "of twenty-five and was registered for the labor draft, there hadn't\n been a chance in a hundred that he'd have the bad luck to have his\n name pulled. But when it had been, Si had celebrated.", "The fact of the matter was, Si knew that his retiring had set them\n back. They hadn't figured he had enough shares of Basic to see him", "Si grunted. \"Yeah. That's all part of the Doc's scheme to get me to\n take on another three runs. They're afraid the whole department'll be", "the more pragmatic advantages such as complete retirement after but six\n trips, added shares of Basic so that he could enjoy a more comfortable\n life than most and the fame that would accrue to him as one of the", "Now it was all over. At the age of thirty he was retired. Law prevented\n him from ever being called up for contributing to the country's labor\n needs again. And he most certainly wasn't going to volunteer.", "plenty of time to think it over. It was better to retire on a limited\n crediting, on a confoundedly limited crediting, than to take the two or\n three more trips in hopes of attaining a higher standard.", "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "Thus, Si was vaguely aware, it had always been down through the\n centuries since the Phoenecian sailor, back from his year-long trip to", "Each time Si returned from one of his own runs, he celebrated. A spree,\n a bust, a bat, a wing-ding, a night on the town. A commemoration of\n dangers met and passed.", "The car hesitated for a moment, that brief hesitation before the\n shot, and Si took the involuntary breath from which only heroes could\n refrain. He sank back slowly into the seat. Moments passed, and the\n direction of the pressure was reversed.", "\"Well,\" Si said modestly, \"two of my runs were only to the Moon.\"", "of his fellow citizens could boast. Si Pond had it made. A spree was\n obviously called for.", "would. His monthly dividends were due in another week or so, and he\n wouldn't have to worry about current expenses. Yes, indeedy, Si Pond\n was as solvent as he had ever been in his thirty years.", "Si Pond was a great believer in the institution of the spree. Any\n excuse would do. Back when he had finished basic education at the age", "that you were the last of the space pilots. The last man in the whole\n world trained to pilot a space craft. And here you were, retiring.\"", "Si took his time. Not that he really needed it. It was by far the most\n swank suite he had ever seen. One wall was a window of whatever size", "sea—and sometimes the tramp freighters or whaling craft would be out\n for years at a stretch before returning to home port—he would talk\n of his retirement and his dream. And then? Then in port, it would be", "Manhattan. The shuttling began again, and one or two more traversing\n sub-shots. Finally, the dash threw a green light and Si opened the\n canopy and stepped into his hotel room.", "Si was expansive. \"Why, sure. In the Space Department we don't have\n much time for formality. Everybody's just Si, and Doc, and Jim. Like" ], [ "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "The fact of the matter was, Si knew that his retiring had set them\n back. They hadn't figured he had enough shares of Basic to see him", "of twenty-five and was registered for the labor draft, there hadn't\n been a chance in a hundred that he'd have the bad luck to have his\n name pulled. But when it had been, Si had celebrated.", "To start off, he dressed with great care in the honorable\n retirement-rank suit he had so recently purchased. His space pin he\n attached carefully to the lapel. That was a good beginning, he decided.", "Now it was all over. At the age of thirty he was retired. Law prevented\n him from ever being called up for contributing to the country's labor\n needs again. And he most certainly wasn't going to volunteer.", "The car hesitated for a moment, that brief hesitation before the\n shot, and Si took the involuntary breath from which only heroes could\n refrain. He sank back slowly into the seat. Moments passed, and the\n direction of the pressure was reversed.", "of his fellow citizens could boast. Si Pond had it made. A spree was\n obviously called for.", "made his six trips. He is now legally eligible for retirement. He was\n drafted into the working force reserves, served his time, and is now\n free from toil for the balance of his life. Why should he listen to", "would. His monthly dividends were due in another week or so, and he\n wouldn't have to worry about current expenses. Yes, indeedy, Si Pond\n was as solvent as he had ever been in his thirty years.", "Si was expansive. \"Why, sure. In the Space Department we don't have\n much time for formality. Everybody's just Si, and Doc, and Jim. Like", "the more pragmatic advantages such as complete retirement after but six\n trips, added shares of Basic so that he could enjoy a more comfortable\n life than most and the fame that would accrue to him as one of the", "Thus, Si was vaguely aware, it had always been down through the\n centuries since the Phoenecian sailor, back from his year-long trip to", "Si took his time. Not that he really needed it. It was by far the most\n swank suite he had ever seen. One wall was a window of whatever size", "Each time Si returned from one of his own runs, he celebrated. A spree,\n a bust, a bat, a wing-ding, a night on the town. A commemoration of\n dangers met and passed.", "that you were the last of the space pilots. The last man in the whole\n world trained to pilot a space craft. And here you were, retiring.\"", "\"Well,\" Si said modestly, \"two of my runs were only to the Moon.\"", "When he had been informed that his physical and mental qualifications\n were such that he was eligible for the most dangerous occupation in", "plenty of time to think it over. It was better to retire on a limited\n crediting, on a confoundedly limited crediting, than to take the two or\n three more trips in hopes of attaining a higher standard.", "Sitting in the Kudos Room with the most beautiful girl to whom he had\n ever talked, Si could be nonchalant about the subject. \"Old Gubelin", "\"Si,\" Si said, gratified. Holy Zoroaster, he'd never seen anything\n like this rarified pulchritude. Maybe on teevee, of course, one of the" ], [ "The auto-elevator murmured politely, \"Yes, sir, the Kudos Room.\"\nAt the door to the famous rendezvous of the swankiest set, Si paused a", "Sitting in the Kudos Room with the most beautiful girl to whom he had\n ever talked, Si could be nonchalant about the subject. \"Old Gubelin", "The drinks in the Kudos Room might be concocted by hand, but Si noticed\n they had the routine teevee screens built into the bar for payment.", "He decided a drink was in order to help him plan his strategy. A drink\n at the hotel's famous Kudos Room where celebrities were reputed to be a\n dime a dozen.", "Si, carrying his glass, moved over to the stool next to her. \"Call me\n Si,\" he said. \"Everybody calls me Si.\"", "Si took his time. Not that he really needed it. It was by far the most\n swank suite he had ever seen. One wall was a window of whatever size", "She looked at him coldly, turned to the bartender and murmured, \"A Far\n Out Cooler, please, Fredric.\" Then deliberately added, \"I thought the\n Kudos Room was supposed to be exclusive.\"", "She said, \"I'm Natalie. Natalie Paskov. Just Natalie. Imagine meeting\n Seymour Pond. Just sitting down next to him at a bar. Just like that.\"", "He turned back to his drink and noticed, for the first time, the girl\n who occupied the stool two down from him. Si Pond blinked. He blinked\n and then swallowed.", "He left the suite and stepped into one of the elevators. He said,\n \"Kudos Room.\"", "\"Si,\" Si said, gratified. Holy Zoroaster, he'd never seen anything\n like this rarified pulchritude. Maybe on teevee, of course, one of the", "No. Even as Si listened to their speeches, accepted the watch and\n made a halting little talk of his own, he was grinning inwardly. There", "the guest might desire and Si touched the control that dilated it to\n the full. His view opened in such wise that he could see both the\n Empire State Building Museum and the Hudson. Beyond the river stretched", "\"Si,\" Si said. He motioned to the bartender with a circular twist of\n the hand indicating their need for two more of the same. \"How come you", "Manhattan. The shuttling began again, and one or two more traversing\n sub-shots. Finally, the dash threw a green light and Si opened the\n canopy and stepped into his hotel room.", "There was nothing the bartender could say to that, and he went about\n building the drink.\n\n\n Si cleared his throat. \"Hey,\" he said, \"how about letting this one be\n on me?\"", "Natalie said earnestly, \"Why, I've been a space fan all my life. I've\n read all about it. Have always known the names of all the space pilots", "Si was expansive. \"Why, sure. In the Space Department we don't have\n much time for formality. Everybody's just Si, and Doc, and Jim. Like", "Each time Si returned from one of his own runs, he celebrated. A spree,\n a bust, a bat, a wing-ding, a night on the town. A commemoration of\n dangers met and passed.", "The car hesitated for a moment, that brief hesitation before the\n shot, and Si took the involuntary breath from which only heroes could\n refrain. He sank back slowly into the seat. Moments passed, and the\n direction of the pressure was reversed." ] ]

[ "Why did Billy-boy take Grannie Annie to the grille?", "What brought Billy-boy to the realization of why Grannie Annie had brought him to the Satellite Theater?", "What was supposedly destroyed after the crash of the Vennox regime?", "How is one able to escape the Varsoom?", "By what were Grannie Annie and Billy-boy being watched?", "Why was Billy-boy stopped as he was walking into the main lounge?", "Who was performing at the Satellite Theater when Billy-boy and Grannie Annie arrived?", "How long did Billy-boy and Grannie Annie travel after heat ray attack?", "Why were there no guards present in the ship?", "Why was the Green Flame so sought after?" ]

[ [ "He felt he needed to be polite and take her to dinner. ", "No females were allowed in the club", "He wanted to go somewhere where no one would over hear their conversation", "He wanted to inspect the book she had been writing. " ], [ "The publication of her newest book", "The appearance of Charles Zanner", "The attraction of the performance of the Nine Geniuses ", "The spell placed by Doctor Universe" ], [ "The Varsoom district", "Green Flames", "Ezra Karn, an old prospector", "Gamma rays" ], [ "By laughing", "By using protection of a Venusian", "Use of heat rays", "By throwing Green Flames" ], [ "Ezra Karn, an old prospector", "Hunter-bird", "a drone", "By Venusians" ], [ "He was not welcome in the club, per recent events. ", "He was no longer a pilot and had to return to the gate. ", "The pilots and crew-men were requested to all meet before entering", "He was informed that he had a visitor" ], [ "The Swamp City community members", "Charles Zanner", "Doctor Universe", "Annabellla C. Flowers" ], [ "Until January, when Death In The Atom hit stands", "six weeks", "Until dark when the arrived at the camp fire", "six days" ], [ "They had all been eliminated by the Green Flames", "the metal envelope was the only guard", "The ship was well hidden to not need guards", "The ship was self-operating to defend" ], [ "It was capable of shooting rays that would destroy every existance. ", "It was used in warfare and needed to be protected", "It was too dangerous to be left unattended", "It was more powerful than any known drug" ] ]

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[ [ "\"Up we go, Billy-boy.\" Heat gun in readiness, Grannie Annie began to\n climb slowly.\n\n\n The silence remained absolute. We reached the door and pulled it open.\n There was no sign of life.", "Grannie Annie came out from behind the box office then. She took my arm\n and led me around a corner and through a doorway under a sign that read", "If it had been anyone but Grannie Annie there before me, I would\n have called her a fool. And then all at once I got an odd feeling of\n approaching danger.", "Grannie Annie came to the point abruptly. When she had explained the\n object of our trip, the prospector became thoughtful.", "Grannie Annie leaped to her feet, grasped my arm and raced for the\n door. Outside a driverless hydrocar stood with idling motors. The old", "In the grille an equally astonished waiter served us—me a lime rickey\n and Grannie Annie her usual whisky sour—I waited until she had tossed\n the drink off at a gulp before I set off a chain of questions:", "Grannie Annie fired with deliberate speed.\nI stood frozen as the diminuendo of its wild cries echoed back to me.", "Before I realized it, I was following her through the lounge and out to\n the jetty front. Grannie Annie hailed a hydrocar. Five minutes later we\n drew up before the big doors of the\nSatellite\n.", "From the left wing Grannie Annie appeared. She bowed and took her place\n on the dais.", "Grannie gazed a long moment through binoculars. \"Billy-boy, take three\n Venusians and head across the knoll,\" she ordered. \"Ezra and I will", "But to me she was still Grannie Annie, as old-fashioned as last year's\n hat, as modern as an atomic motor. She had probably written more drivel\n in the name of science fiction than anyone alive.", "I barged across the lounge and seized her hand. \"Grannie Annie! I\n haven't seen you in two years.\"", "\"That it was sent by our enemy, the same enemy that shot at us in the\n cafe in Swamp City. Exactly.\" Grannie Annie halted at the door of her", "Grannie Annie lit a cigarette and flipped the match to the floor.", "\"Hi, Billy-boy,\" she greeted calmly. \"Will you please tell this\n fish-face to shut up.\"", "It grew a little tiresome after a while and I wondered why Grannie had\n brought me here. And then I began to notice things.", "futility of the venture. Only the pleadings of Grannie Annie kept me\n from turning back. On the morrow I realized the truth in her warning,", "\"What do you mean?\" Grannie paused in the act of rolling herself a\n cigarette. \"You know where it is, don't you?\"", "In a booth well toward the rear the old lady surveyed me with sober\n eyes.\n\n\n \"Billy-boy, did you see the way that crowd acted?\"", "I followed the bellhop down the long corridor that led to the main\n lounge. At the threshold I jerked to a halt and stared incredulously.\n\n\n Grannie Annie!" ], [ "\"I almost forgot, Billy-boy. I'm due at the\nSatellite\nTheater in ten\n minutes. Come on, you're going with me.\"", "\"Up we go, Billy-boy.\" Heat gun in readiness, Grannie Annie began to\n climb slowly.\n\n\n The silence remained absolute. We reached the door and pulled it open.\n There was no sign of life.", "Before I realized it, I was following her through the lounge and out to\n the jetty front. Grannie Annie hailed a hydrocar. Five minutes later we\n drew up before the big doors of the\nSatellite\n.", "Grannie Annie came out from behind the box office then. She took my arm\n and led me around a corner and through a doorway under a sign that read", "Grannie Annie came to the point abruptly. When she had explained the\n object of our trip, the prospector became thoughtful.", "If it had been anyone but Grannie Annie there before me, I would\n have called her a fool. And then all at once I got an odd feeling of\n approaching danger.", "\"That it was sent by our enemy, the same enemy that shot at us in the\n cafe in Swamp City. Exactly.\" Grannie Annie halted at the door of her", "Grannie gazed a long moment through binoculars. \"Billy-boy, take three\n Venusians and head across the knoll,\" she ordered. \"Ezra and I will", "Grannie Annie leaped to her feet, grasped my arm and raced for the\n door. Outside a driverless hydrocar stood with idling motors. The old", "Grannie Annie fired with deliberate speed.\nI stood frozen as the diminuendo of its wild cries echoed back to me.", "But to me she was still Grannie Annie, as old-fashioned as last year's\n hat, as modern as an atomic motor. She had probably written more drivel\n in the name of science fiction than anyone alive.", "As we strode down the aisle a mangy-looking Venusian began to pound a\n tinpan piano in the pit. Grannie Annie pushed me into a seat in the\n front row.", "It grew a little tiresome after a while and I wondered why Grannie had\n brought me here. And then I began to notice things.", "In the grille an equally astonished waiter served us—me a lime rickey\n and Grannie Annie her usual whisky sour—I waited until she had tossed\n the drink off at a gulp before I set off a chain of questions:", "In a booth well toward the rear the old lady surveyed me with sober\n eyes.\n\n\n \"Billy-boy, did you see the way that crowd acted?\"", "futility of the venture. Only the pleadings of Grannie Annie kept me\n from turning back. On the morrow I realized the truth in her warning,", "From the left wing Grannie Annie appeared. She bowed and took her place\n on the dais.", "Grannie frowned in annoyance, but the prospector was adamant. He\n flipped a stud, twisted a dial and a moment later was leaning back in a\n chair, listening with avid interest.", "I followed the bellhop down the long corridor that led to the main\n lounge. At the threshold I jerked to a halt and stared incredulously.\n\n\n Grannie Annie!", "I barged across the lounge and seized her hand. \"Grannie Annie! I\n haven't seen you in two years.\"" ], [ "after the Vennox regime crashed. If a quantity of the rock were in\n existence, and it fell into the wrong hands, there'd be trouble.", "\"The archives tell us that one of the first acts of the overthrowing\n government was to cast out all Green Flames, two of which Vennox had", "cruel dictatorship of Vennox I was short-lived, but it lasted long\n enough to endanger all civilized life.", "\"So everything, Billy-boy. Do you realize what such a thing would mean\n if it were true? Green Flames were supposedly destroyed on all planets", "travels into the Varsoom district he had come upon the wreckage of\n an old space ship. The hold of that space ship was packed with Green\n Flames!\"", "animal of the Venus hinterland. Any form of plane or rocket would have\n had its motor instantly destroyed, of course, by the magnetic force", "the lost space ship. Our job is to find that ore and destroy it. You\n see, I'm positive the Green Flames have never been removed from the\n ship.\"", "\"Now in 2710, as you'd know if you studied your history, the three\n planets of Earth, Venus, and Mars were under governmental bondage. The", "isolated crime there. But viewed from the perspective Grannie had\n given me, everything dovetailed. The situation on Jupiter was swiftly\n coming to a head. Not only had the people on that planet demanded that", "was seized and flung to the pavement. A knife appeared from nowhere,\n snipped the Martian's single lock of hair. A booted foot bludgeoned\n into his mouth.", "On the mirror behind the bar a small circle with radiating cracks\n appeared. On the booth wall a scant inch above Grannie's head the\n fresco seemed to melt away suddenly.\n\n\n A heat ray!", "\"Ye-s,\" Karn nodded. \"But like I told you before, that ship lies in\n Varsoom country, and that isn't exactly a summer vacation spot.\"", "The Venusians paddled with extreme care. Had one of them dipped his\n hand into one of those yellow streaks, he would have been devoured in\n a matter of seconds.", "\"Of course, I regarded Karn's story as a wild dream, but it made\n corking good story material. I wrote it into a novel, and a week after\n it was completed, the manuscript was stolen from my study back on\n Earth.\"", "\"What the devil are you doing on Venus? Don't you know women aren't\n allowed in the\nSpacemen's\n? What happened to the book you were\n writing?\"", "happening all over the System. There have been riots on Earth and Mars,\n police officials murdered on Pluto and a demand that government by\n representation be abolished on Jupiter. The time is ripe for a military", "\"And you can lay it all to the Green Flames. It seems incredible that a\n single shipload of the ore could effect such a wide ranged area, but in", "steadily. And the news broadcast I had heard over the portable visi\n just before retiring still lingered in my mind. To a casual observer\n that broadcast would have meant little, a slight rebellion here, an", "\"Green Flames, eh?\" he repeated slowly. \"Well yes, I suppose I could\n find that space ship again. That is, if I wanted to.\"", "The audience in the\nSatellite\nseemed to have lost much of its\n original fervor. They applauded as before but they did so only at the\n signal of Doctor Universe. The spell created by the man was complete." ], [ "\"We're heading directly for Varsoom country,\" she said. \"If we find\n Ezra Karn so much the better. If we don't, we follow his directions to", "\"Yes and no. Only man I ever heard of who escaped their country outside\n of myself was the explorer, Darthier, three years ago. I got away", "\"Ye-s,\" Karn nodded. \"But like I told you before, that ship lies in\n Varsoom country, and that isn't exactly a summer vacation spot.\"", "travels into the Varsoom district he had come upon the wreckage of\n an old space ship. The hold of that space ship was packed with Green\n Flames!\"", "\"That's right,\" Karn said. \"The Varsoom have a strange nervous reaction\n that's manifested by laughing. But just what it is that makes them\n laugh, I don't know.\"", "\"What are the Varsoom?\" I asked. \"A native tribe?\"", "\"An old prospector who lives out in the deep marsh on the outskirts of\n Varsoom country. To make a long story short, I got him talking about\n his adventures, and he told me plenty.\"", "guards here. The mechanism is entirely self-operating. Let's see if the\n Green Flames are more accessible.\"", "The Venusians paddled with extreme care. Had one of them dipped his\n hand into one of those yellow streaks, he would have been devoured in\n a matter of seconds.", "\"You'll never do it that way,\" Grannie said. \"Nothing short of an\n atomic blast will shatter that wall. It explains why there are no", "because I was alone, and they didn't notice me, and Darthier escaped\n because he made 'em laugh.\"", "\"Let's get out of here,\" I said, getting up.\nZinnng-whack!\n\"All right!\"", "animal of the Venus hinterland. Any form of plane or rocket would have\n had its motor instantly destroyed, of course, by the magnetic force", "isolated crime there. But viewed from the perspective Grannie had\n given me, everything dovetailed. The situation on Jupiter was swiftly\n coming to a head. Not only had the people on that planet demanded that", "Someone shouted, \"Yah, yellow-face! Down with all Kagors!\" As one\n man the crowd took up the cry and surged forward. The helpless Kagor", "Outside a whisper-worm hissed softly. I got up and strode out of my\n tent. For some time I stood there, lost in thought. Could I believe", "\"Green Flames, eh?\" he repeated slowly. \"Well yes, I suppose I could\n find that space ship again. That is, if I wanted to.\"", "happening all over the System. There have been riots on Earth and Mars,\n police officials murdered on Pluto and a demand that government by\n representation be abolished on Jupiter. The time is ripe for a military", "On the mirror behind the bar a small circle with radiating cracks\n appeared. On the booth wall a scant inch above Grannie's head the\n fresco seemed to melt away suddenly.\n\n\n A heat ray!", "The place was a two room affair, small but comfortable. The latest\n type of visi set in one corner showed that Karn was not isolated from\n civilization entirely." ], [ "\"Up we go, Billy-boy.\" Heat gun in readiness, Grannie Annie began to\n climb slowly.\n\n\n The silence remained absolute. We reached the door and pulled it open.\n There was no sign of life.", "If it had been anyone but Grannie Annie there before me, I would\n have called her a fool. And then all at once I got an odd feeling of\n approaching danger.", "Grannie Annie fired with deliberate speed.\nI stood frozen as the diminuendo of its wild cries echoed back to me.", "Grannie Annie came out from behind the box office then. She took my arm\n and led me around a corner and through a doorway under a sign that read", "Grannie gazed a long moment through binoculars. \"Billy-boy, take three\n Venusians and head across the knoll,\" she ordered. \"Ezra and I will", "tent and faced me with earnest eyes. \"Billy-boy, our every move is\n being watched. From now on it's the survival of the fittest.\"", "From the left wing Grannie Annie appeared. She bowed and took her place\n on the dais.", "In a booth well toward the rear the old lady surveyed me with sober\n eyes.\n\n\n \"Billy-boy, did you see the way that crowd acted?\"", "Grannie Annie came to the point abruptly. When she had explained the\n object of our trip, the prospector became thoughtful.", "Before I realized it, I was following her through the lounge and out to\n the jetty front. Grannie Annie hailed a hydrocar. Five minutes later we\n drew up before the big doors of the\nSatellite\n.", "From the tent opposite a gaunt figure clad in a familiar dress\n appeared. Grannie gave a single warning:\n\n\n \"Stand still!\"", "Grannie Annie leaped to her feet, grasped my arm and raced for the\n door. Outside a driverless hydrocar stood with idling motors. The old", "At high noon by my Earth watch I sighted a low white structure on one\n of the distant islands. Moments later we made a landing at a rude\n jetty, and Grannie Annie was introducing me to Ezra Karn.", "In the grille an equally astonished waiter served us—me a lime rickey\n and Grannie Annie her usual whisky sour—I waited until she had tossed\n the drink off at a gulp before I set off a chain of questions:", "\"That it was sent by our enemy, the same enemy that shot at us in the\n cafe in Swamp City. Exactly.\" Grannie Annie halted at the door of her", "It grew a little tiresome after a while and I wondered why Grannie had\n brought me here. And then I began to notice things.", "Grannie Annie lit a cigarette and flipped the match to the floor.", "I followed the bellhop down the long corridor that led to the main\n lounge. At the threshold I jerked to a halt and stared incredulously.\n\n\n Grannie Annie!", "But to me she was still Grannie Annie, as old-fashioned as last year's\n hat, as modern as an atomic motor. She had probably written more drivel\n in the name of science fiction than anyone alive.", "I barged across the lounge and seized her hand. \"Grannie Annie! I\n haven't seen you in two years.\"" ], [ "\"Beg pardon, thir,\" he said with his racial lisp, \"thereth thome one to\n thee you in the main lounge.\" His eyes rolled as he added, \"A lady!\"", "\"Up we go, Billy-boy.\" Heat gun in readiness, Grannie Annie began to\n climb slowly.\n\n\n The silence remained absolute. We reached the door and pulled it open.\n There was no sign of life.", "I followed the bellhop down the long corridor that led to the main\n lounge. At the threshold I jerked to a halt and stared incredulously.\n\n\n Grannie Annie!", "\"Hi, Billy-boy,\" she greeted calmly. \"Will you please tell this\n fish-face to shut up.\"", "In a booth well toward the rear the old lady surveyed me with sober\n eyes.\n\n\n \"Billy-boy, did you see the way that crowd acted?\"", "\"I almost forgot, Billy-boy. I'm due at the\nSatellite\nTheater in ten\n minutes. Come on, you're going with me.\"", "\"Hold it, Billy-boy.\" Laughingly she threw up both hands. \"Sure, I knew", "tent and faced me with earnest eyes. \"Billy-boy, our every move is\n being watched. From now on it's the survival of the fittest.\"", "Before I realized it, I was following her through the lounge and out to\n the jetty front. Grannie Annie hailed a hydrocar. Five minutes later we\n drew up before the big doors of the\nSatellite\n.", "\"Glad to meet you,\" he said, shaking my hand. \"Any friend of Miss\n Flowers is a friend of mine.\" He ushered us down the catwalk into his\n hut.", "the players in this shindig. As soon as the show is over, we'll go\n somewhere and talk.\" She minced lightly down the aisle, climbed the\n stage steps and disappeared in the wings.", "coalesce slowly into the face of a red-haired man. Sharp and dear his\n voice echoed through the theater:", "I barged across the lounge and seized her hand. \"Grannie Annie! I\n haven't seen you in two years.\"", "If it had been anyone but Grannie Annie there before me, I would\n have called her a fool. And then all at once I got an odd feeling of\n approaching danger.", "Moments later an official hydrocar roared up and a dozen I.P. men\n rushed out and scattered the crowd. But a few stragglers lingered to\n shout derisive epithets.", "Pompous and erect, he strode back and forth across the stage like a\n general surveying his army. His black eyes gleamed, and his thin lips\n were turned in a smile of satisfaction.", "In the grille an equally astonished waiter served us—me a lime rickey\n and Grannie Annie her usual whisky sour—I waited until she had tossed\n the drink off at a gulp before I set off a chain of questions:", "THE JET. Inside was a deep room with booths along one wall. The place\n was all but deserted.", "From the tent opposite a gaunt figure clad in a familiar dress\n appeared. Grannie gave a single warning:\n\n\n \"Stand still!\"", "Grannie Annie came out from behind the box office then. She took my arm\n and led me around a corner and through a doorway under a sign that read" ], [ "\"I almost forgot, Billy-boy. I'm due at the\nSatellite\nTheater in ten\n minutes. Come on, you're going with me.\"", "Before I realized it, I was following her through the lounge and out to\n the jetty front. Grannie Annie hailed a hydrocar. Five minutes later we\n drew up before the big doors of the\nSatellite\n.", "Grannie Annie came out from behind the box office then. She took my arm\n and led me around a corner and through a doorway under a sign that read", "\"Up we go, Billy-boy.\" Heat gun in readiness, Grannie Annie began to\n climb slowly.\n\n\n The silence remained absolute. We reached the door and pulled it open.\n There was no sign of life.", "From the left wing Grannie Annie appeared. She bowed and took her place\n on the dais.", "As we strode down the aisle a mangy-looking Venusian began to pound a\n tinpan piano in the pit. Grannie Annie pushed me into a seat in the\n front row.", "If it had been anyone but Grannie Annie there before me, I would\n have called her a fool. And then all at once I got an odd feeling of\n approaching danger.", "In a booth well toward the rear the old lady surveyed me with sober\n eyes.\n\n\n \"Billy-boy, did you see the way that crowd acted?\"", "I followed the bellhop down the long corridor that led to the main\n lounge. At the threshold I jerked to a halt and stared incredulously.\n\n\n Grannie Annie!", "In the grille an equally astonished waiter served us—me a lime rickey\n and Grannie Annie her usual whisky sour—I waited until she had tossed\n the drink off at a gulp before I set off a chain of questions:", "Grannie gazed a long moment through binoculars. \"Billy-boy, take three\n Venusians and head across the knoll,\" she ordered. \"Ezra and I will", "Grannie Annie leaped to her feet, grasped my arm and raced for the\n door. Outside a driverless hydrocar stood with idling motors. The old", "Grannie Annie fired with deliberate speed.\nI stood frozen as the diminuendo of its wild cries echoed back to me.", "But to me she was still Grannie Annie, as old-fashioned as last year's\n hat, as modern as an atomic motor. She had probably written more drivel\n in the name of science fiction than anyone alive.", "the players in this shindig. As soon as the show is over, we'll go\n somewhere and talk.\" She minced lightly down the aisle, climbed the\n stage steps and disappeared in the wings.", "There was a roar of applause from the\nSatellite\naudience. When it had\n subsided, the man continued:", "The audience in the\nSatellite\nseemed to have lost much of its\n original fervor. They applauded as before but they did so only at the\n signal of Doctor Universe. The spell created by the man was complete.", "Grannie frowned in annoyance, but the prospector was adamant. He\n flipped a stud, twisted a dial and a moment later was leaning back in a\n chair, listening with avid interest.", "Grannie Annie lit a cigarette and flipped the match to the floor.", "Grannie Annie came to the point abruptly. When she had explained the\n object of our trip, the prospector became thoughtful." ], [ "\"Up we go, Billy-boy.\" Heat gun in readiness, Grannie Annie began to\n climb slowly.\n\n\n The silence remained absolute. We reached the door and pulled it open.\n There was no sign of life.", "Grannie Annie leaped to her feet, grasped my arm and raced for the\n door. Outside a driverless hydrocar stood with idling motors. The old", "On the mirror behind the bar a small circle with radiating cracks\n appeared. On the booth wall a scant inch above Grannie's head the\n fresco seemed to melt away suddenly.\n\n\n A heat ray!", "Grannie Annie fired with deliberate speed.\nI stood frozen as the diminuendo of its wild cries echoed back to me.", "If it had been anyone but Grannie Annie there before me, I would\n have called her a fool. And then all at once I got an odd feeling of\n approaching danger.", "Grannie gazed a long moment through binoculars. \"Billy-boy, take three\n Venusians and head across the knoll,\" she ordered. \"Ezra and I will", "Before I realized it, I was following her through the lounge and out to\n the jetty front. Grannie Annie hailed a hydrocar. Five minutes later we\n drew up before the big doors of the\nSatellite\n.", "Grannie Annie came out from behind the box office then. She took my arm\n and led me around a corner and through a doorway under a sign that read", "Grannie Annie came to the point abruptly. When she had explained the\n object of our trip, the prospector became thoughtful.", "But to me she was still Grannie Annie, as old-fashioned as last year's\n hat, as modern as an atomic motor. She had probably written more drivel\n in the name of science fiction than anyone alive.", "futility of the venture. Only the pleadings of Grannie Annie kept me\n from turning back. On the morrow I realized the truth in her warning,", "\"That it was sent by our enemy, the same enemy that shot at us in the\n cafe in Swamp City. Exactly.\" Grannie Annie halted at the door of her", "The thing in the darkness turned like a cam on a rod and drove at us\n again. This time the old woman's heat gun clicked, and a tracery of", "From the tent opposite a gaunt figure clad in a familiar dress\n appeared. Grannie gave a single warning:\n\n\n \"Stand still!\"", "Grannie Annie lit a cigarette and flipped the match to the floor.", "From the left wing Grannie Annie appeared. She bowed and took her place\n on the dais.", "In the grille an equally astonished waiter served us—me a lime rickey\n and Grannie Annie her usual whisky sour—I waited until she had tossed\n the drink off at a gulp before I set off a chain of questions:", "At high noon by my Earth watch I sighted a low white structure on one\n of the distant islands. Moments later we made a landing at a rude\n jetty, and Grannie Annie was introducing me to Ezra Karn.", "I barged across the lounge and seized her hand. \"Grannie Annie! I\n haven't seen you in two years.\"", "It was around the camp fire that night that Grannie took me into her\n confidence for the first time since we had left Swamp City." ], [ "But we found no trouble. The scene before us lay steeped in silence.\n Moments later our two parties converged at the base of the great ship.", "guards here. The mechanism is entirely self-operating. Let's see if the\n Green Flames are more accessible.\"", "It was Karn who first sighted the ship. Striding in the lead, he\n suddenly halted at the top of a hill and leveled his arm before him.", "because I was alone, and they didn't notice me, and Darthier escaped\n because he made 'em laugh.\"", "the lost space ship. Our job is to find that ore and destroy it. You\n see, I'm positive the Green Flames have never been removed from the\n ship.\"", "bare of furnishings. But beyond the glass, revealed to us in mocking\n clarity, was a high panel, studded with dials and gauges. Even as we", "\"Up we go, Billy-boy.\" Heat gun in readiness, Grannie Annie began to\n climb slowly.\n\n\n The silence remained absolute. We reached the door and pulled it open.\n There was no sign of life.", "The Venusians paddled with extreme care. Had one of them dipped his\n hand into one of those yellow streaks, he would have been devoured in\n a matter of seconds.", "If it had been anyone but Grannie Annie there before me, I would\n have called her a fool. And then all at once I got an odd feeling of\n approaching danger.", "screen, a curious numbing drowsiness seemed to steal over me and lead\n my thoughts far away.\nHalf an hour later we headed into the unknown. The Venusian boatmen", "Before I realized it, I was following her through the lounge and out to\n the jetty front. Grannie Annie hailed a hydrocar. Five minutes later we\n drew up before the big doors of the\nSatellite\n.", "\"Green Flames, eh?\" he repeated slowly. \"Well yes, I suppose I could\n find that space ship again. That is, if I wanted to.\"", "Somebody had. Before us stretched a narrow corridor, flanked on the\n left side by a wall of impenetrable stepto glass. The corridor was", "A woman here...! The\nSpacemen's\nwas a sanctuary, a rest club where\n in-coming pilots and crewmen could relax before leaving for another\n voyage. The rule that no females could pass its portals was strictly\n enforced.", "A metal ladder extended from the envelope down the side of the vessel.\n Mid-way we could see a circular hatch-like door.", "A rectangular metal envelope had been constructed over the stern\n quarters of the ship. Above this structure were three tall masts. And\n suspended between them was a network of copper wire studded with white\n insulators.", "Moments later an official hydrocar roared up and a dozen I.P. men\n rushed out and scattered the crowd. But a few stragglers lingered to\n shout derisive epithets.", "\"Yes and no. Only man I ever heard of who escaped their country outside\n of myself was the explorer, Darthier, three years ago. I got away", "\"Ye-s,\" Karn nodded. \"But like I told you before, that ship lies in\n Varsoom country, and that isn't exactly a summer vacation spot.\"", "isolated crime there. But viewed from the perspective Grannie had\n given me, everything dovetailed. The situation on Jupiter was swiftly\n coming to a head. Not only had the people on that planet demanded that" ], [ "\"It's not a new kind of anything. The Green Flame is a radio-active\n rock once found on Mercury. The\nAlpha", "guards here. The mechanism is entirely self-operating. Let's see if the\n Green Flames are more accessible.\"", "\"And you can lay it all to the Green Flames. It seems incredible that a\n single shipload of the ore could effect such a wide ranged area, but in", "\"Green Flames, eh?\" he repeated slowly. \"Well yes, I suppose I could\n find that space ship again. That is, if I wanted to.\"", "travels into the Varsoom district he had come upon the wreckage of\n an old space ship. The hold of that space ship was packed with Green\n Flames!\"", "The old woman paused. \"Did you ever hear of the Green Flames?\" she\n asked abruptly.\n\n\n I shook my head. \"Some new kind of ...\"", "\"The archives tell us that one of the first acts of the overthrowing\n government was to cast out all Green Flames, two of which Vennox had", "Grannie nodded. \"Some kind of a broadcasting unit. The Green Flames in\n the lower hold are probably exposed to a\ntholpane\nplate and their\n radiations stepped up by an electro-phosicalic process.\"", "guidance. Occasionally, as with the weak-willed, there is a spirit of\n intolerance. The Green Flames might be said to be an inorganic opiate,", "\"So everything, Billy-boy. Do you realize what such a thing would mean\n if it were true? Green Flames were supposedly destroyed on all planets", "Flame rock, they produce in the creature's brain a certain lassitude\n and lack of energy. As the period of exposure increases, this condition\n develops into a sense of impotence and a desire for leadership or", "the lost space ship. Our job is to find that ore and destroy it. You\n see, I'm positive the Green Flames have never been removed from the\n ship.\"", "purple flame shot outward. A horrible soul-chilling scream rent the\n air. A moment later something huge and heavy scrabbled across the\n ground and shot aloft.", "after the Vennox regime crashed. If a quantity of the rock were in\n existence, and it fell into the wrong hands, there'd be trouble.", "was seized and flung to the pavement. A knife appeared from nowhere,\n snipped the Martian's single lock of hair. A booted foot bludgeoned\n into his mouth.", "From the tent opposite a gaunt figure clad in a familiar dress\n appeared. Grannie gave a single warning:\n\n\n \"Stand still!\"", "Moments later an official hydrocar roared up and a dozen I.P. men\n rushed out and scattered the crowd. But a few stragglers lingered to\n shout derisive epithets.", "On the mirror behind the bar a small circle with radiating cracks\n appeared. On the booth wall a scant inch above Grannie's head the\n fresco seemed to melt away suddenly.\n\n\n A heat ray!", "There she stood before a frantically gesticulating desk clerk, leaning\n on her faded green umbrella. A little wisp of a woman clad in a", "The thing in the darkness turned like a cam on a rod and drove at us\n again. This time the old woman's heat gun clicked, and a tracery of" ] ]

[ "Generally, which of the following best describes Brian's character? ", "Generally, which of the following best describes Crystal's character? ", "What is one potential moral to this story?", "How would you describe the changes in tone through the passage?", "If it did, how do you think Brian's opinion on the rebellion changed throughout the passage?", "Which is the best summary of this story?", "What do you think is most likely an accurate description of the rebellion?", "Do you think there is a romantic connection between Brian and Crystal?" ]

[ [ "Dutiful, oblivious, and practical", "Smart, kind hearted, and humorous", "Practical, humorous, and laid-back", "Dutiful, meek, and persistent" ], [ "Kind, quiet, and persistent", "Naive, fun, and brave", "Focused, bold, and charismatic", "Focused, meek, and understanding" ], [ "It's good to take risks and expose yourself to the world every once in a while.", "Often individuals are corrupt, and conceal their corruption well.", "Sometimes your worldviews might be wrong at first, but what matters is that you change your actions and views according to the information you have.", "Adventure is a fun and worthwhile endeavor." ], [ "From detached to intense", "From excited to calm", "From scary to tranquil", "From calm to depressing" ], [ "He's secretly a rebel from the start, but breaks his ties from the rebellion by the end.", "He's a conformist at the start, a rebel at the end.", "He's a rebel throughout, but questions his loyalties throughout the passage.", "He's a conformist throughout, but he's enticed by the idea of being a rebel at the end." ], [ "A man realizes his obliviousness and shifts his morality as a result.", "A man secretly infiltrates rebel forces to hinder their mission.", "A man loses hope for his world and gives up in the fight for justice.", "A man prevents rebel forces from overwhelming his community." ], [ "It's probably on the right side of history, given the violence of the opposition.", "It's only a disruption, stopping it is what will maximize the good in the world.", "It's just as bad as what it's fighting, a peace treaty is the most likely and the best solution.", "It's widely supported and few oppose it." ], [ "Absolutely not. They both hate each other, they're only working together out of necessity.", "Probably. Both share similar personalities that work well together.", "Unlikely. They both have known each other for a short period in which no thoughts about romance were genuinely addressed.", "Definitely. They've been through a lot together and care about each other deeply." ] ]

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[ [ "Brian struggled into a zippered overall suit as they followed a\n twisting, tortuous course for half an hour, switching from one tunnel", "\"Well, what the dickens does he look like?\" Brian asked doubtfully.\n\n\n \"I don't know, but his left hand is missing. Dad did some good shooting\n before he died,\" she said grimly.", "Brian felt as though his stomach had fallen down around his ankles\n and was tying his feet up. He couldn't move. The door was jammed shut", "\"Gotcha, chief,\" Brent whispered understandingly. \"I'll see if I can\n pass the word along.\"\n\n\n \"Come here, you idiot!\" Brian screamed after his erstwhile assistant.", "Brian felt as though something had kicked him in the stomach. She was\n right! He had to get out now. He wouldn't be able to explain this away.\n\n\n \"Give me that key,\" he hissed and grabbed for it.", "Brian had had about enough. \"I'm not going anywhere to see anybody.\n Maybe you don't know who I am. You can't arrest me.\"", "Brian slowly acquired a complexion suitable for painting fire plugs.\n\n\n \"Shut up and throw me my dressing gown.\" He gritted.", "\"The dirty, murdering rats!\" Brian's voice ripped out in a fury of\n outrage. \"They didn't have a chance!\"", "Brian Hanson looked disgustedly at Pete Brent, his lanky assistant.\n That was the first sign of animation he had displayed all day.", "The sides of the gap rushed in on the tips of the stubby wings. Brian\n braced himself for the crash, but it didn't come. At the last possible", "\"Hello.\" The voice matched the calm alertness of a pair of deep-blue\n eyes. Brian just stared at her in numbed fascination. That was what the\n policeman had meant with his insinuating smirk.", "\"\nPhew!\n\" Brian gasped. \"Well, we got away that time. How in thunder\n can you do it?\"", "The girl swung her legs out of bed and Brian blinked; she was fully\n dressed. The snug, zippered overall suit she wore did nothing to\n conceal the fact that she was a female. He wrapped his bathrobe\n austerely around him.", "\"Let's get away! I can smell them burning,\" she shuddered and covered\n her face with her hands.\n\n\n Brian grabbed her and shook her.", "\"There's nothing to give away, you fool!\" Brian bellowed. \"I don't know\n anything about any damn rebels. All I want is to get out of here—\"", "Brian closed the door in puzzlement. What the devil had that flat-foot\n been smirking about? Well, maybe he could get his bath now.", "The electric eye tripped a screaming alarm, but the broken key in\n Brian's hands opened the complicated lock in a matter of seconds. They\n were outside the jail on a side street, the door closed and the lock\n jammed immovably behind them.", "Brian Hanson, Chief of Research for Venus Consolidated, as dignified as\n possible in a damp bathrobe, glared out through the bars at a slightly\n bewildered Pete Brent.", "Brian's eyes almost popped out as he saw a gloved hand reach around\n the guard's neck and jam a rag over his nose and mouth. Swift shadows", "\"Down this way, it's a short cut.\" Brian led the way to a heavily\n barred side door." ], [ "\"Douse those lights,\" she shouted. \"The police are outside.\"\n\n\n A tall, lean man with bulbous eyes and a face like a startled horse,\n rushed up to Crystal.", "\"Are you crazy? Watch out—we'll crash!\"\n\n\n \"You leave the flying to me,\" Crystal snapped.", "\"Don't get excited,\" Crystal told him in a dead, flat voice. \"That's\n just normal practice. If you'd stuck your nose out of your laboratory\n once in a while, you'd have heard of these things.\"", "Crystal was white and shaking, her face set in a mask of horror, as she\n climbed blindly from her ship.", "to another repeatedly until he had lost all conception of direction.\n Crystal James, at the controls, seemed to know exactly where they were\n going.", "\"Walk,\" Crystal said laconically. She led the way as they started\n scrambling through the jungle up the mountainside.\n\n\n \"Where are we heading for?\" Brian grunted as he struggled along.", "huge, brilliantly lighted cavern and settled to a perfect landing. Men\n came running. Crystal tumbled out of her ship.", "Crystal led the way as they fled down the escape tunnel. The roaring\n crash of falling rock was a continuous, increasing avalanche of sound\n in the cavern behind them.", "\"That's them,\" Crystal said with satisfaction. \"How are the others\n doing?\"", "Sirens wailed. The alarm was out! The street suddenly burst into\n brilliance as the floodlights snapped on. Brian faltered to a stop and\n Crystal James pushed past him.", "\"They got him!\" Crystal's voice was a moan. \"Oh, the fool, the fool!\"", "\"That's figuring it nice and close,\" Crystal said in satisfaction. \"We\n can glide in from here.\"", "\"That's what you think,\" Crystal muttered. \"Those children don't play\n for peanuts.\"", "Crystal's answer was to yank the ship into a rocketing climb. The\n police were watching for that. The big ship roared up after them.\n\n\n \"Just follow along, suckers,\" Crystal invited grimly.", "\"What are we stopping here for?\" Brian demanded. \"We've got to get\n away.\"\n\n\n \"That's just what we're doing,\" Crystal snapped. \"Everybody out.\"", "\"But, my gosh, I didn't send anybody, chief. And this is no joke.\n That wasn't Myrtle, that was Crystal James, old man James' daughter.", "Brian and Crystal struggled painfully to solid ground. Crystal gazed\n with a feeling of awe at the devastated mountainside.\n\n\n \"How did you do it?\"", "\"You must be mistak—\" He slumped to the floor as Crystal threw the\n ship into a mad, rolling spin. A tremendous crash thundered close\n astern.", "They emerged from the tunnel on the face of the mountain, several\n hundred yards to the east of the cavern entrance. The ground shook and\n heaved beneath them.\n\n\n \"The whole side of the mountain's sliding,\" Crystal screamed.", "Huge boulders leaped and smashed through the matted bush around them.\n Crystal went down as the ground slipped from under her. Brian grabbed" ], [ "\"Sure I do. Guards! Guards!\"\n\n\n Someone came running.\n\n\n \"Guards are coming,\" a voice warned.", "\"Oh, let them shoot us! I can't go through that again!\"\n\n\n \"You don't have to. Wait here.\"", "\"Damn that fool kid! Leave me alone. I don't want to get out of here\n that way!\" he yelled wildly. \"Guards! Help!\"\n\n\n \"Shut up! Do you want to get us shot?\"", "\"Lay off, you crazy apes!\" he yelled furiously, but the pounding\n continued steadily. He struggled out of the bath, wrapped his damp", "\"Well, what do you think?\" he burst out angrily. \"I'm going to finish\n my bath and I'd suggest you go down to the laboratory and hold hands", "Brian felt as though something had kicked him in the stomach. She was\n right! He had to get out now. He wouldn't be able to explain this away.\n\n\n \"Give me that key,\" he hissed and grabbed for it.", "with Pete. He'd appreciate it.\" He got the impression that the girl was\n struggling heroically to refrain from laughing and that didn't help his\n dignity any. He strode into the bathroom, slammed the door and climbed", "joined the roaring rush of the slide. They were tumbled irresistibly\n downward, riding the edge of the slide for terrifying minutes till\n it stilled and left them bruised and shaken in a tangle of torn", "Hanson turned away from the door and froze in amazement. Through the\n open door of his bedroom he could see his bed neatly turned down as\n it should be, but the outline under the counterpane and the luxuriant", "For twenty long minutes they groped blindly through the fog, flying\n solely by instruments and dead reckoning. The needle of the fuel gauge\n flickered closer and closer to the danger point. They tore loose from", "\"Don't get excited,\" Crystal told him in a dead, flat voice. \"That's\n just normal practice. If you'd stuck your nose out of your laboratory\n once in a while, you'd have heard of these things.\"", "\"Just ask for Myrtle.\" Pete Brent's joking words flashed back to him.\n Now he got it. This was probably the young fool's idea of a joke. He'd\n soon fix that.", "\"Well, what the dickens does he look like?\" Brian asked doubtfully.\n\n\n \"I don't know, but his left hand is missing. Dad did some good shooting\n before he died,\" she said grimly.", "\"Wait a minute, how do we get out of here?\" Brian demanded.\n\n\n \"Through that hole up there,\" the girl said matter-of-factly.", "He let all the problems of his work drift away, his mind was a peaceful\n blank. Then someone was hammering on his head. He struggled reluctantly", "The man was shaking, his eyes looked wild. \"They'll kill us. We've got\n to get out of here.\"", "\"You must be mistak—\" He slumped to the floor as Crystal threw the\n ship into a mad, rolling spin. A tremendous crash thundered close\n astern.", "\"Are you crazy? Watch out—we'll crash!\"\n\n\n \"You leave the flying to me,\" Crystal snapped.", "The door opened a little.\n\n\n \"Well, good-by now.\" The girl said sweetly. \"Remember me to the police\n force.\"", "\"I am, but you're not,\" Hanson told him grimly. \"Get your notes\n straightened up. Run those centrifuge tests and set up the still so we\n can get at that vitamin count early in the morning.\"" ], [ "\"Lay off, you crazy apes!\" he yelled furiously, but the pounding\n continued steadily. He struggled out of the bath, wrapped his damp", "\"Well, what do you think?\" he burst out angrily. \"I'm going to finish\n my bath and I'd suggest you go down to the laboratory and hold hands", "passage. The lights of the car showed the old working, rotten and\n crumbling, fallen in in some places and signs of new work where the\n rebels had cleared away the debris of years.", "joined the roaring rush of the slide. They were tumbled irresistibly\n downward, riding the edge of the slide for terrifying minutes till\n it stilled and left them bruised and shaken in a tangle of torn", "blackness after her and the door thudded shut. The beam of a torch\n stabbed through the darkness and they clambered precariously down a\n steep, steel stairway.", "\"Sure I do. Guards! Guards!\"\n\n\n Someone came running.\n\n\n \"Guards are coming,\" a voice warned.", "Hanson turned away from the door and froze in amazement. Through the\n open door of his bedroom he could see his bed neatly turned down as\n it should be, but the outline under the counterpane and the luxuriant", "She fumbled in the darkness a moment, then a darker patch showed as\n a door swung open in the side of the pit. They filed into the solid", "\"Douse those lights,\" she shouted. \"The police are outside.\"\n\n\n A tall, lean man with bulbous eyes and a face like a startled horse,\n rushed up to Crystal.", "in precisely seven minutes, four and four-fifths seconds. He undressed\n and climbed into the tub, relaxing luxuriously in the exhilaration of\n irradiated water.", "with Pete. He'd appreciate it.\" He got the impression that the girl was\n struggling heroically to refrain from laughing and that didn't help his\n dignity any. He strode into the bathroom, slammed the door and climbed", "He let all the problems of his work drift away, his mind was a peaceful\n blank. Then someone was hammering on his head. He struggled reluctantly", "awake. It was the door that was being attacked, not his head. The\n battering thunder continued persistently. He swore and sat up.", "\"Oh, let them shoot us! I can't go through that again!\"\n\n\n \"You don't have to. Wait here.\"", "seemed to catch up to the other and built to an aching pulsation. In\n a moment the whole mass of air in the cavern hit the frequency with a\n subtle, intangible thunder of vibration.", "the line of the exhaust flames. The pulsating thunder in the cavern\n crescendoed to an intolerable pitch. A huge mass of stalactites crashed\n to the floor.", "slide. The dust was settling away. A flock of brilliant blue, gliding\n lizards barking in raucous terror, fled down the valley. Then they were\n gone and the primeval silence settled back into place.", "The door opened a little.\n\n\n \"Well, good-by now.\" The girl said sweetly. \"Remember me to the police\n force.\"", "Brian slowly acquired a complexion suitable for painting fire plugs.\n\n\n \"Shut up and throw me my dressing gown.\" He gritted.", "\"This way,\" he snarled and took the lead. He knew the ground plan of\n this jail perfectly. He had a moment of wonder at the crazy spectacle" ], [ "\"There's nothing to give away, you fool!\" Brian bellowed. \"I don't know\n anything about any damn rebels. All I want is to get out of here—\"", "Brian felt as though something had kicked him in the stomach. She was\n right! He had to get out now. He wouldn't be able to explain this away.\n\n\n \"Give me that key,\" he hissed and grabbed for it.", "He started after her. Two surface transport vehicles waited around the\n corner. Brian and the rebels bundled into them and took away with a", "\"The dirty, murdering rats!\" Brian's voice ripped out in a fury of\n outrage. \"They didn't have a chance!\"", "\"Look! They're hit!\" Brian felt sick.\nThe slower rebel freight ship staggered drunkenly as a torpedo caught", "Brian struggled into a zippered overall suit as they followed a\n twisting, tortuous course for half an hour, switching from one tunnel", "\"Let's get away! I can smell them burning,\" she shuddered and covered\n her face with her hands.\n\n\n Brian grabbed her and shook her.", "An aërial torpedo exploded in front of the rebel ship. Crystal's face\n set in grim lines as she pulled the ship up in a screaming climb. Brian\n got up off the floor.", "The rebels piled out and the cars pulled away to become innocuous parts\n of the traffic stream. The rebels seemed to know where they were going\n and that gave them the edge on Brian. They followed Crystal down into\n the garage's repair pit.", "it and ripped away half a wing. It plunged down in flames with the\n white flowers of half a dozen parachutes blossoming around it. Brian\n watched in horror as the police ship came deliberately about. They", "Brian had had about enough. \"I'm not going anywhere to see anybody.\n Maybe you don't know who I am. You can't arrest me.\"", "The sides of the gap rushed in on the tips of the stubby wings. Brian\n braced himself for the crash, but it didn't come. At the last possible", "\"Gotcha, chief,\" Brent whispered understandingly. \"I'll see if I can\n pass the word along.\"\n\n\n \"Come here, you idiot!\" Brian screamed after his erstwhile assistant.", "Brian felt as though his stomach had fallen down around his ankles\n and was tying his feet up. He couldn't move. The door was jammed shut", "Brian closed the door in puzzlement. What the devil had that flat-foot\n been smirking about? Well, maybe he could get his bath now.", "\"What are we stopping here for?\" Brian demanded. \"We've got to get\n away.\"\n\n\n \"That's just what we're doing,\" Crystal snapped. \"Everybody out.\"", "\"\nPhew!\n\" Brian gasped. \"Well, we got away that time. How in thunder\n can you do it?\"", "The other rebels waited uncertainly, but not for long. There was the\n crescendoing roar of ships in a dive followed by the terrific crash of\n an explosion.", "\"Oh—I see,\" Brian said weakly and a few moments later he really did\n see. Two big, fast, green ships, carrying the insignia of the Venus\n Consolidated police, cruised suddenly out from a mountain air station.", "\"Well, what the dickens does he look like?\" Brian asked doubtfully.\n\n\n \"I don't know, but his left hand is missing. Dad did some good shooting\n before he died,\" she said grimly." ], [ "\"Lay off, you crazy apes!\" he yelled furiously, but the pounding\n continued steadily. He struggled out of the bath, wrapped his damp", "joined the roaring rush of the slide. They were tumbled irresistibly\n downward, riding the edge of the slide for terrifying minutes till\n it stilled and left them bruised and shaken in a tangle of torn", "\"Well, what do you think?\" he burst out angrily. \"I'm going to finish\n my bath and I'd suggest you go down to the laboratory and hold hands", "Hanson turned away from the door and froze in amazement. Through the\n open door of his bedroom he could see his bed neatly turned down as\n it should be, but the outline under the counterpane and the luxuriant", "He let all the problems of his work drift away, his mind was a peaceful\n blank. Then someone was hammering on his head. He struggled reluctantly", "Brian felt as though something had kicked him in the stomach. She was\n right! He had to get out now. He wouldn't be able to explain this away.\n\n\n \"Give me that key,\" he hissed and grabbed for it.", "For twenty long minutes they groped blindly through the fog, flying\n solely by instruments and dead reckoning. The needle of the fuel gauge\n flickered closer and closer to the danger point. They tore loose from", "\"Oh, let them shoot us! I can't go through that again!\"\n\n\n \"You don't have to. Wait here.\"", "\"Well, what the dickens does he look like?\" Brian asked doubtfully.\n\n\n \"I don't know, but his left hand is missing. Dad did some good shooting\n before he died,\" she said grimly.", "\"Sure I do. Guards! Guards!\"\n\n\n Someone came running.\n\n\n \"Guards are coming,\" a voice warned.", "with Pete. He'd appreciate it.\" He got the impression that the girl was\n struggling heroically to refrain from laughing and that didn't help his\n dignity any. He strode into the bathroom, slammed the door and climbed", "The door opened a little.\n\n\n \"Well, good-by now.\" The girl said sweetly. \"Remember me to the police\n force.\"", "\"Douse those lights,\" she shouted. \"The police are outside.\"\n\n\n A tall, lean man with bulbous eyes and a face like a startled horse,\n rushed up to Crystal.", "\"I am, but you're not,\" Hanson told him grimly. \"Get your notes\n straightened up. Run those centrifuge tests and set up the still so we\n can get at that vitamin count early in the morning.\"", "\"All right! All right! I'm coming!\" He yelled, crawled out of the tub\n and reached for his bathrobe. It wasn't there. He swore some more and", "\"Don't get excited,\" Crystal told him in a dead, flat voice. \"That's\n just normal practice. If you'd stuck your nose out of your laboratory\n once in a while, you'd have heard of these things.\"", "Sirens wailed. The alarm was out! The street suddenly burst into\n brilliance as the floodlights snapped on. Brian faltered to a stop and\n Crystal James pushed past him.", "\"Get out of here!\" he yelled and the door shut abruptly on a rippling\n burst of laughter. Damn women! It was getting so a man had to pack", "\"They got him!\" Crystal's voice was a moan. \"Oh, the fool, the fool!\"", "\"Wait a minute, how do we get out of here?\" Brian demanded.\n\n\n \"Through that hole up there,\" the girl said matter-of-factly." ], [ "The other rebels waited uncertainly, but not for long. There was the\n crescendoing roar of ships in a dive followed by the terrific crash of\n an explosion.", "\"You sound like the only good rebel left. We can try it, anyway.\"\nThey ran two ships out into the middle of the cavern, gunned them\n around and jockeyed them into position—not a moment too soon.", "them. It was over in a few moments. The dead rebels drifted down into\n the mist-shrouded depths of the valley.", "\"Authority doesn't make much difference to them,\" Crystal snapped\n bitterly. \"They've been killing people all over the planet. What do you\n think this revolution is about?\"", "\"Yeah, I said rebel, an' where is she?\"\n\n\n \"She ... why ... why ... she left, of course. You don't think I was\n going to have women running around in here, do you?\"", "\"Quit stallin', bud. You know who. That female rebel who was in here.\"\n\n\n \"Rebel? You're crazy! That was just ... Pete said ... rebel? Did you\n say rebel?\"", "beam slashed viciously by him. These guards weren't fooling! He heard\n a gasping grunt of pain as one of the rebels went down. They were\n shooting to kill.", "mines. A brand-new atomic motor gleamed incongruously at one end. The\n rebels crowded into it and they went rumbling swiftly down the echoing", "\"Sorry, sir, but one of those rebels is loose in the Administration\n Center somewhere. We're making a check-up of all the apartments.\"", "They're about the oldest family on Venus. Police have been after her\n for months; she's a rebel and she's sure been raising plenty of hell\n around here. She got in and blew out the main communications control", "roar. The chase wasn't organized yet, and they soon lost themselves in\n the orderly rush of Venus City traffic.\nThe two carloads of rebels cruised nonchalantly past the Administration", "suffer the consequences of their own ignorance. There had been rumors\n of revolution among the disgruntled older families.", "of himself, the fair-haired boy of Venus Consolidated, in his flapping\n bathrobe, leading a band of escaping rebels out of the company's best\n jail.", "Two of the rebels pulled a screening tarpaulin aside and revealed\n one of the old-type ore cars that must have been used in the ancient", "\"Well, you can check out; I haven't got any blasted rebels in here.\"\n The policeman's face hardened, then relaxed knowingly.", "The rebels piled out and the cars pulled away to become innocuous parts\n of the traffic stream. The rebels seemed to know where they were going\n and that gave them the edge on Brian. They followed Crystal down into\n the garage's repair pit.", "An aërial torpedo exploded in front of the rebel ship. Crystal's face\n set in grim lines as she pulled the ship up in a screaming climb. Brian\n got up off the floor.", "\"That's what you think,\" Crystal snapped. \"McHague's legend got my\n father and he'll get all of us unless we run the whole company right\n off the planet.\"", "\"The headquarters of the Carlton family. They're the closest people we\n can depend on. They've kept out of the rebellion, but they're on our\n side. They've helped us before.\"", "\"There's nothing to give away, you fool!\" Brian bellowed. \"I don't know\n anything about any damn rebels. All I want is to get out of here—\"" ], [ "Brian and Crystal struggled painfully to solid ground. Crystal gazed\n with a feeling of awe at the devastated mountainside.\n\n\n \"How did you do it?\"", "Huge boulders leaped and smashed through the matted bush around them.\n Crystal went down as the ground slipped from under her. Brian grabbed", "\"What are we stopping here for?\" Brian demanded. \"We've got to get\n away.\"\n\n\n \"That's just what we're doing,\" Crystal snapped. \"Everybody out.\"", "\"Walk,\" Crystal said laconically. She led the way as they started\n scrambling through the jungle up the mountainside.\n\n\n \"Where are we heading for?\" Brian grunted as he struggled along.", "Sirens wailed. The alarm was out! The street suddenly burst into\n brilliance as the floodlights snapped on. Brian faltered to a stop and\n Crystal James pushed past him.", "Brian felt as though something had kicked him in the stomach. She was\n right! He had to get out now. He wouldn't be able to explain this away.\n\n\n \"Give me that key,\" he hissed and grabbed for it.", "Crystal screamed. \"Brian! There's more police cutting in around the\n entrance.\"", "\"Let's get away! I can smell them burning,\" she shuddered and covered\n her face with her hands.\n\n\n Brian grabbed her and shook her.", "\"Hello.\" The voice matched the calm alertness of a pair of deep-blue\n eyes. Brian just stared at her in numbed fascination. That was what the\n policeman had meant with his insinuating smirk.", "a dead silence. A score or more followed them without any attempt at\n concealment. Then Brian and Crystal cut loose with the drives of the\n two ships.", "\"Don't get excited,\" Crystal told him in a dead, flat voice. \"That's\n just normal practice. If you'd stuck your nose out of your laboratory\n once in a while, you'd have heard of these things.\"", "\"Douse those lights,\" she shouted. \"The police are outside.\"\n\n\n A tall, lean man with bulbous eyes and a face like a startled horse,\n rushed up to Crystal.", "An aërial torpedo exploded in front of the rebel ship. Crystal's face\n set in grim lines as she pulled the ship up in a screaming climb. Brian\n got up off the floor.", "\"Well, what do you think?\" he burst out angrily. \"I'm going to finish\n my bath and I'd suggest you go down to the laboratory and hold hands", "The rebels piled out and the cars pulled away to become innocuous parts\n of the traffic stream. The rebels seemed to know where they were going\n and that gave them the edge on Brian. They followed Crystal down into\n the garage's repair pit.", "\"Wait a minute, how do we get out of here?\" Brian demanded.\n\n\n \"Through that hole up there,\" the girl said matter-of-factly.", "\"They got him!\" Crystal's voice was a moan. \"Oh, the fool, the fool!\"", "\"That's them,\" Crystal said with satisfaction. \"How are the others\n doing?\"", "Brian struggled into a zippered overall suit as they followed a\n twisting, tortuous course for half an hour, switching from one tunnel", "\"That's figuring it nice and close,\" Crystal said in satisfaction. \"We\n can glide in from here.\"" ] ]

[ "What is the relationship between the two main characters?", "Why does Click suspect that the meteor strike wasn’t accidental?", "Who does Click refer to as the “Big Producer?”", "What would have happened if Click’s camera broke in the crash?", "Why didn’t the proton gun hurt the monsters?", "What is the meaning of “palaver” in the passage?", "How does Gunther maintain his hold on power?", "Referring to the passage’s title, who was the “Monster Maker”?", "How was Gunther defeated?" ]

[ [ "Patrolman and Bodyguard", "Patrolman and Filmmaker", "Filmmaker and Bodyguard", "Patrolman and Target" ], [ "The meteor was quiet and stealthy.", "Gunther had thrown meteors before.", "The meteor was unusually hot and glowing.", "The gravity threw them out of orbit." ], [ "His boss at Cosmic Films", "The Captain of Luna Base", "A Higher Power or God", "Gunther" ], [ "Irish would have died on impact.", "They would have returned immediately to Luna Base.", "They would have caught Gunther faster.", "They would have continued to believe the monsters were real." ], [ "The monsters ran too fast.", "The proton gun was damaged in the crash.", "The monsters had thick, resistant skin.", "Irish wanted to negotiate a peace." ], [ "Fuss about Click’s constant filming", "Rambling, idle talk", "Unnecessarily elaborate escape plan", "Peace negotiations with Gunther" ], [ "Brute force", "Money", "Benevolence to his guards", "Tricks of the eye" ], [ "Click", "Human imagination", "Gunther", "Irish" ], [ "Click and Irish tricked him and his pirate guards.", "He had a heart attack.", "He surrendered.", "The U.S. Cavalry swarmed his base." ] ]

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[ [ "Marnagan said nothing, but his thick lips went down at the corners, far\n down, and the green eyes blazed.\n\n\n They stopped, together.\n\n\n \"Oops!\" Click said.", "directness. \"A ship hasn't landed here for an hour. Your ship was the\n last. Two people were on it. The last I saw of them they were being", "Gunther sat there, blinking at Hathaway, not moving. His thin hands\n twitched in his lap. \"You are bluffing,\" he said, finally, with a firm", "\"Forget it. I was so blamed glad to see your homely carcass in one\n hunk, I couldn't help—Look, now, about Gunther. Those animals are part", "\"They got impervious hides. No use. Gahh! And that was a pretty chase,\n eh, Click?\"\n\n\n \"Yeah. Sure.\nYou\nenjoyed it, every moment of it.\"", "\"I tied them pink elephants of Gunther's in neat alphabetical bundles\n and stacked them up to dry, ya louse!\" Marnagan said. \"But, damn you,\n they killed my partner before he had a chance!\"", "A tunnel curved, ending in light, and two men silhouetted in that\n yellow glare. Marnagan, backed against a wall, his helmet cracked,", "Hathaway didn't answer. But his eyes told the story by just looking at\n Irish.\n\n\n Marnagan cursed. \"All right, lad. Let's have at it!\"", "Marnagan's thick lips opened. \"It's only a fake,\" he said. And then,\n irritated, \"Get the hell off me, Hathaway. Let me up to my feet!\"", "The monsters returned.\nA soundless deluge of them, pouring over the rubbled horizon, swarming\n in malevolent anticipation about the two men.", "Hathaway looked at him. \"So you're Gunther?\" he said, calmly. The\n pirate was incredibly old, his bulging forehead stood out over sunken,", "The ship struck, once. Bouncing, it struck again. It turned end over\n and stopped. Hathaway felt himself grabbed; he and Marnagan rattled", "\"Lots of time, little man. Forty more minutes of air, to be exact.\"\nThey sat, staring at the monsters for about a minute. Hathaway felt", "\"Sure, and ain't I always smilin'? Ah, Click boy, are them tears in\n your sweet grey eyes?\"", "They started walking, fast, over the pocked, rubbled plain toward a\n bony ridge of metal. They kept their eyes wide and awake. There wasn't", "\"Both. The other guy went after the Patrol.\"\n\n\n \"Impossible!\"\n\n\n \"I can't respect your opinion, Mr. Gunther.\"", "\"If we walk in opposite directions, Click Hathaway, we'd be shaking\n hands the other side of this rock in two hours.\" Marnagan shook his mop", "it. As for me—\" he twisted his glossy red face. \"Keeping alive is me\n hobby. And this sort of two-bit death I did not order.\"", "Hathaway yelled and ran, Marnagan at his heels, lumbering. Sweat broke\n cold on his body. The immense things rolled, slithered and squirmed", "questioningly dark eyes, and his scrawny body was lost in folds of\n metal-link cloth. He glanced up from a paper-file, surprised. Before he\n could speak, Hathaway said:" ], [ "Click nodded. \"Gunther knows how you'd hate dying this way, Irish.\n It's irony clean through. That's probably why he planned the meteor and\n the crash this way.\"", "Click Hathaway felt the ship move under him like a sensitive animal's\n skin. And then the meteor hit. It made a spiked fist and knocked the", "Hathaway got hold of an idea; remembering something. He said it out:\n \"Somebody tossed that meteor, Irish. I took a picture of it, looked", "Marnagan said nothing, but his thick lips went down at the corners, far\n down, and the green eyes blazed.\n\n\n They stopped, together.\n\n\n \"Oops!\" Click said.", "\"Yeah,\" said Marnagan. \"But step outside this cave—\"\n\n\n \"If my theory is correct I'll do it, unafraid,\" said Click.", "His voice came back across the distance, into Click's earphones. \"A\n door, an air-lock, Click. A tunnel leading down inside!\"", "\"I don't see no Base around.\"\nClick shrugged. \"Still doubt it? Okay. Look.\" He tapped his camera and", "They ran back. \"Let's try it again.\"\n\n\n They tried it. They scowled at each other. The same thing happened.\n \"Gravity should not act this way, Click.\"", "Then, Marnagan dropped into the tunnel, disappearing. Click heard the\n thud of his feet hitting the metal flooring.\n\n\n Click sucked in his breath, hard and fast.", "When Click finished filming, Irish sat down to save oxygen, and used it\n up arguing about Gunther. Click came back at him:", "The guard laughed.\nThe air-lock door was still wide open when Click reached it, his head", "Marnagan winced his freckled square of face. \"It's not proof we need\n now, Click. Oxygen. And then\nfood\n. And then some way back to Earth.\"", "\"They got impervious hides. No use. Gahh! And that was a pretty chase,\n eh, Click?\"\n\n\n \"Yeah. Sure.\nYou\nenjoyed it, every moment of it.\"", "Marnagan's homely face grimaced in sympathy. \"Hold tight, Click. The\n guy that invented these fish-bowls didn't provide for a sick stomach.\"", "Click was afraid he would show his weak dizziness. He needed air.\n \"Okay. Drag Marnagan with you, open the door and we'll have air. Double\n time! Double!\"", "it right in the eye when it rolled at us, and it was poker-hot.\n Space-meteors are never hot and glowing. If it's proof you want, I've\n got it here, on film.\"", "tend to them. It all looks like Nature was responsible. See how subtle\n his attack is? Looks like accidental death instead of murder, if the\n Patrol happens to land and finds us. No reason for undue investigation,", "\"Click—\" Marnagan's face was a bitter, tortured movement behind glass.\n \"Click—\" He was fighting hard. \"I—I—sure now. Sure—\" He smiled.\n \"It—it's only a shanty fake!\"", "The silence punctuated that sentence, too. Upon the sharp meteoric\n rocks Hathaway saw the tangled insides of the radio, the food supply", "No more monsters.\n\n\n Marnagan smiled a smile broader than his shoulders. \"Hey, Click, look\n at me! I'm in one piece. Why, hell, the damned things turned tail and\n ran away!\"" ], [ "When Click finished filming, Irish sat down to save oxygen, and used it\n up arguing about Gunther. Click came back at him:", "His voice came back across the distance, into Click's earphones. \"A\n door, an air-lock, Click. A tunnel leading down inside!\"", "\"I don't see no Base around.\"\nClick shrugged. \"Still doubt it? Okay. Look.\" He tapped his camera and", "\"They got impervious hides. No use. Gahh! And that was a pretty chase,\n eh, Click?\"\n\n\n \"Yeah. Sure.\nYou\nenjoyed it, every moment of it.\"", "whose dirty face has never been seen, Gunther by name, finally wins\n through to a triumphant finish. Photographed on the spot, in color, by\n yours truly, Click Hathaway. Cosmic Films, please notice.\"", "\"Is this where the Big Producer yells CUT!?\"", "Click nodded. \"Gunther knows how you'd hate dying this way, Irish.\n It's irony clean through. That's probably why he planned the meteor and\n the crash this way.\"", "Marnagan said nothing, but his thick lips went down at the corners, far\n down, and the green eyes blazed.\n\n\n They stopped, together.\n\n\n \"Oops!\" Click said.", "\"Click—\" Marnagan's face was a bitter, tortured movement behind glass.\n \"Click—\" He was fighting hard. \"I—I—sure now. Sure—\" He smiled.\n \"It—it's only a shanty fake!\"", "\"If it hadn't been for you taking them pictures, Click—\"", "\"Yeah,\" said Marnagan. \"But step outside this cave—\"\n\n\n \"If my theory is correct I'll do it, unafraid,\" said Click.", "Marnagan's homely face grimaced in sympathy. \"Hold tight, Click. The\n guy that invented these fish-bowls didn't provide for a sick stomach.\"", "\"\nDo\nwe, now?\"\n\n\n \"With twenty minutes left, maybe less—\"\n\n\n \"All right, Click, let's bring 'em back. How do we do it?\"", "The guard laughed.\nThe air-lock door was still wide open when Click reached it, his head", "No more monsters.\n\n\n Marnagan smiled a smile broader than his shoulders. \"Hey, Click, look\n at me! I'm in one piece. Why, hell, the damned things turned tail and\n ran away!\"", "Marnagan showed his teeth. \"Gah! Let a flea have all the fun? And\n besides, Click, I like to look at them. They're pretty.\"", "\"Irish, I—\"\n\n\n \"Shut up and load up.\"\n\n\n Hathaway nervously loaded the film-slot, raised it.\n\n\n \"Ready, Click?\"", "Click started running. He switched off his\nsending\naudio, kept his\nreceiving", "They ran back. \"Let's try it again.\"\n\n\n They tried it. They scowled at each other. The same thing happened.\n \"Gravity should not act this way, Click.\"", "film, or an audience. Like this one, dammit! Like\nthis\none! His\n brain spun, racketing like the instantaneous, flicking motions of his\n camera." ], [ "\"If it hadn't been for you taking them pictures, Click—\"", "\"I don't see no Base around.\"\nClick shrugged. \"Still doubt it? Okay. Look.\" He tapped his camera and", "He didn't know what he was doing until he found the camera in his\n fingers as if it had grown there when he was born. He stood there,\n thinking \"Well, I'll at least have a few good scenes on film. I'll—\"", "camera.\nSilence came and engulfed all the noise, ate it up and swallowed it.\n Hathaway shook his head, instinctively grabbed at the camera locked", "When Click finished filming, Irish sat down to save oxygen, and used it\n up arguing about Gunther. Click came back at him:", "scared. Click Hathaway's camera was loaded and he stood there listening\n to it rack-spin film between his fingers, and he knew he was getting a\n damned sweet picture of everything that was happening.", "Click nodded. \"Gunther knows how you'd hate dying this way, Irish.\n It's irony clean through. That's probably why he planned the meteor and\n the crash this way.\"", "Hathaway chuckled inside, deep. What a sweet, sweet shot this was.\n His camera whirred, clicked and whirred again. Nobody stopped him", "\"Irish, I—\"\n\n\n \"Shut up and load up.\"\n\n\n Hathaway nervously loaded the film-slot, raised it.\n\n\n \"Ready, Click?\"", "long in following, swearing loud words. Click remembered hanging on to\n his camera and gritting to keep holding it. What a sweet shot that had", "film, or an audience. Like this one, dammit! Like\nthis\none! His\n brain spun, racketing like the instantaneous, flicking motions of his\n camera.", "much effort, for the camera. And then, a closeup of the thrashing death\n wall that holed them in. Click took them all, those shots, not saying", "\"Click—\" Marnagan's face was a bitter, tortured movement behind glass.\n \"Click—\" He was fighting hard. \"I—I—sure now. Sure—\" He smiled.\n \"It—it's only a shanty fake!\"", "\"Yeah,\" said Marnagan. \"But step outside this cave—\"\n\n\n \"If my theory is correct I'll do it, unafraid,\" said Click.", "you like, Click. It's times like this when we all need words, any\n words, on our tongues. You got your camera and your scoop. Talk about", "They ran back. \"Let's try it again.\"\n\n\n They tried it. They scowled at each other. The same thing happened.\n \"Gravity should not act this way, Click.\"", "\"They got impervious hides. No use. Gahh! And that was a pretty chase,\n eh, Click?\"\n\n\n \"Yeah. Sure.\nYou\nenjoyed it, every moment of it.\"", "Marnagan said nothing, but his thick lips went down at the corners, far\n down, and the green eyes blazed.\n\n\n They stopped, together.\n\n\n \"Oops!\" Click said.", "His voice came back across the distance, into Click's earphones. \"A\n door, an air-lock, Click. A tunnel leading down inside!\"", "whose dirty face has never been seen, Gunther by name, finally wins\n through to a triumphant finish. Photographed on the spot, in color, by\n yours truly, Click Hathaway. Cosmic Films, please notice.\"" ], [ "after him. A blast of light. Marnagan, firing his proton-gun. Then, in\n Click's ears, the Irishman's incredulous bellow. The gun didn't hurt\n the creatures at all.", "Marnagan held his gun out in front of him and still smiling took one,\n two, three, four steps out into the outside world. The monsters were\n waiting for him at the fifth step. Marnagan kept walking.", "No more monsters.\n\n\n Marnagan smiled a smile broader than his shoulders. \"Hey, Click, look\n at me! I'm in one piece. Why, hell, the damned things turned tail and\n ran away!\"", "\"Lots of time, little man. Forty more minutes of air, to be exact.\"\nThey sat, staring at the monsters for about a minute. Hathaway felt", "The monsters had failed to image the film. Marnagan was there, his hair\n like a red banner, his freckled face with the blue eyes bright in it.\n Maybe—", "Marnagan raised his proton-gun dramatically. \"Snap me this pose,\" he\n said. \"I paid your salary to trot along, photographing, we hoped,", "Hathaway fought against the mist in his eyes. \"Just think—I will see\n the monsters again. I will see them again and I will not feel them.\n Think it over and over.\"", "The monsters returned.\nA soundless deluge of them, pouring over the rubbled horizon, swarming\n in malevolent anticipation about the two men.", "Gunther raged, and swept a small pistol from his linked corselet. He\n fired wildly until Hathaway hit him over the head with a paper-weight.", "The strange harsh voice said, \"That's better. Don't try and pick that\n gun up now. Oh, so it's you. I thought Gunther had finished you off.\n How'd you get past the animals?\"", "The Monster Maker\nBy RAY BRADBURY\n\"Get Gunther,\" the official orders read. It\n\n was to laugh! For Click and Irish were", "air hissing slowly out of it, his face turning blue. And the guard, a\n proton gun extended stiffly before him, also in a vac-suit. The guard", "In that time we've got to trace those monsters to their source,\n Gunther's Base, fight our way in, and get fresh oxy-cannisters.\" Click", "up any moment. You think we could refocus this doohingey, project the\n monsters inside the asteroid to fool the pirates themselves?\"", "He elucidated it over and over again to the Patrolman. About the film,\n the beasts, and how the film couldn't be wrong. If the film said the\n monsters weren't there, they weren't there.", "Marnagan shifted uneasily. \"Here, now. You're doing nothing but\n sitting, looking like a little boy locked in a bedroom closet, so take\n me a profile shot of the beasties and myself.\"", "\"Damn your damn camera!\" yelled Marnagan. \"They might come in!\"\n\n\n \"Use your gun.\"", "as Marnagan squeezed his two-hundred-fifty pounds beside him.\n Instinctively, Hathaway added, \"Asteroid monsters! My camera! What a\n scene!\"", "\"They got impervious hides. No use. Gahh! And that was a pretty chase,\n eh, Click?\"\n\n\n \"Yeah. Sure.\nYou\nenjoyed it, every moment of it.\"", "Hathaway shook a head that was tons heavy and weary. \"Not if we believe\n in them to a\ncertain point\n. Psychologically they can both be seen and\n felt. We only want to\nsee\nthem coming at us again.\"" ], [ "around in that red-cropped skull. Hathaway played the palaver, too, but\n his mind was whirring faster than his camera as he spun a picture of", "\"Forget it. I was so blamed glad to see your homely carcass in one\n hunk, I couldn't help—Look, now, about Gunther. Those animals are part", "Marnagan's thick lips opened. \"It's only a fake,\" he said. And then,\n irritated, \"Get the hell off me, Hathaway. Let me up to my feet!\"", "Marnagan said nothing, but his thick lips went down at the corners, far\n down, and the green eyes blazed.\n\n\n They stopped, together.\n\n\n \"Oops!\" Click said.", "it. As for me—\" he twisted his glossy red face. \"Keeping alive is me\n hobby. And this sort of two-bit death I did not order.\"", "\"If you say them animals ain't there, that's all I need. Now, stand\n aside, you film-developing flea, and let an Irishman settle their", "directness. \"A ship hasn't landed here for an hour. Your ship was the\n last. Two people were on it. The last I saw of them they were being", "and fall down dead. Number three is to clutch at your side, fall down\n and twitch on the ground. Is that clear?\"", "bones.\" He took an unnecessary hitch in trousers that didn't exist\n except under an inch of porous metal plate. \"Your express purpose on", "anything. Nobody fooled nobody with this act. Death was near and they\n had sweaty faces, dry mouths and frozen guts.", "Gunther sat there, blinking at Hathaway, not moving. His thin hands\n twitched in his lap. \"You are bluffing,\" he said, finally, with a firm", "\"Click—\" Marnagan's face was a bitter, tortured movement behind glass.\n \"Click—\" He was fighting hard. \"I—I—sure now. Sure—\" He smiled.\n \"It—it's only a shanty fake!\"", "Hathaway laughed nervously. \"A pink one with yellow ruffles—Good God,\n now you've got\nme\ndoing it. Joking in the face of death.\"", "Gunther babbled like a child, his voice a shrill dagger in the air.\n \"Get out there, you men! Throw them back! We're outnumbered!\"", "\"I tied them pink elephants of Gunther's in neat alphabetical bundles\n and stacked them up to dry, ya louse!\" Marnagan said. \"But, damn you,\n they killed my partner before he had a chance!\"", "\"They got impervious hides. No use. Gahh! And that was a pretty chase,\n eh, Click?\"\n\n\n \"Yeah. Sure.\nYou\nenjoyed it, every moment of it.\"", "The strange harsh voice said, \"That's better. Don't try and pick that\n gun up now. Oh, so it's you. I thought Gunther had finished you off.\n How'd you get past the animals?\"", "\"Ain't your say-so good enough for me?\"\n\n\n \"Yes. Sure. Of course. I guess—\"", "A shouting rose from the Plaza. About fifty of Gunther's men, lounging\n on carved benches during their time-off, stirred to their feet and", "Marnagan wasn't fooling anybody. Hathaway knew the superficial palaver\n for nothing but a covering over the fast, furious thinking running" ], [ "Gunther sat there, blinking at Hathaway, not moving. His thin hands\n twitched in his lap. \"You are bluffing,\" he said, finally, with a firm", "He got halfway there when he felt a gun in his back.\n\n\n He didn't resist. They took him straight ahead to his destination and\n pushed him into a room where Gunther sat.", "Gunther raged, and swept a small pistol from his linked corselet. He\n fired wildly until Hathaway hit him over the head with a paper-weight.", "Hathaway went on saying his thoughts: \"This is Gunther's work. He's\n here somewhere, probably laughing his guts out at the job he did us.", "Hathaway looked at him. \"So you're Gunther?\" he said, calmly. The\n pirate was incredibly old, his bulging forehead stood out over sunken,", "from filming it. Everything was too wild, hot and angry. Gunther was\n throwing a fit, still seated at his desk, unable to move because of his\n fragile, bony legs and their atrophied state.", "attached his camera to his mid-belt. \"Gunther probably thinks we're\n dead by now. Everyone else's been fooled by his playmates; they never\n had a chance to disbelieve them.\"", "The strange harsh voice said, \"That's better. Don't try and pick that\n gun up now. Oh, so it's you. I thought Gunther had finished you off.\n How'd you get past the animals?\"", "\"All right, put 'em up!\" a new harsh voice cried over a different\n radio. One of Gunther's guards.\n\n\n Three shots sizzled out, and Marnagan bellowed.", "Gunther babbled like a child, his voice a shrill dagger in the air.\n \"Get out there, you men! Throw them back! We're outnumbered!\"", "\"Forget it. I was so blamed glad to see your homely carcass in one\n hunk, I couldn't help—Look, now, about Gunther. Those animals are part", "whose dirty face has never been seen, Gunther by name, finally wins\n through to a triumphant finish. Photographed on the spot, in color, by\n yours truly, Click Hathaway. Cosmic Films, please notice.\"", "\"Gunther drew us down here, sure as Ceres! That gravity change we felt\n back on that ridge, Irish; that proves it. Gunther's short on men. So,", "started yelling. Gunther turned slowly to the huge window in one side\n of his office. He stared, hard.", "\"Both. The other guy went after the Patrol.\"\n\n\n \"Impossible!\"\n\n\n \"I can't respect your opinion, Mr. Gunther.\"", "\"Everything's over with, Mr. Gunther. The Patrol is in the city now and\n we're capturing your Base. Don't try to fight. We've a thousand men\n against your eighty-five.\"", "Marnagan held his gun out in front of him and still smiling took one,\n two, three, four steps out into the outside world. The monsters were\n waiting for him at the fifth step. Marnagan kept walking.", "had his profile toward Hathaway, his lips twisting: \"I think I'll let\n you stand right there and die,\" he said quietly. \"That what Gunther\n wanted, anway. A nice sordid death.\"", "Then Hathaway took a picture of Gunther slumped at his desk, the chaos\n taking place immediately outside his window.", "and fall down dead. Number three is to clutch at your side, fall down\n and twitch on the ground. Is that clear?\"" ], [ "The Monster Maker\nBy RAY BRADBURY\n\"Get Gunther,\" the official orders read. It\n\n was to laugh! For Click and Irish were", "The monsters returned.\nA soundless deluge of them, pouring over the rubbled horizon, swarming\n in malevolent anticipation about the two men.", "The monsters had failed to image the film. Marnagan was there, his hair\n like a red banner, his freckled face with the blue eyes bright in it.\n Maybe—", "Marnagan held his gun out in front of him and still smiling took one,\n two, three, four steps out into the outside world. The monsters were\n waiting for him at the fifth step. Marnagan kept walking.", "Montage. Marnagan sitting, chatting at the monsters. Marnagan smiling\n for the camera. Marnagan in profile. Marnagan looking grim, without", "No more monsters.\n\n\n Marnagan smiled a smile broader than his shoulders. \"Hey, Click, look\n at me! I'm in one piece. Why, hell, the damned things turned tail and\n ran away!\"", "you\nforget the monsters.\n Let me handle them, I know how. They might fool you again, you might\n forget.\"", "\"Click—\" Marnagan's face was a bitter, tortured movement behind glass.\n \"Click—\" He was fighting hard. \"I—I—sure now. Sure—\" He smiled.\n \"It—it's only a shanty fake!\"", "horrors. Progeny from Frankenstein's ARK. Immense crimson beasts with\n numerous legs and gnashing mandibles, brown-black creatures, some", "Hathaway fought against the mist in his eyes. \"Just think—I will see\n the monsters again. I will see them again and I will not feel them.\n Think it over and over.\"", "The picture of Marnagan hunched huge over the control-console,\n wrenching levers, jamming studs with freckled fists. And out in the", "\"Lots of time, little man. Forty more minutes of air, to be exact.\"\nThey sat, staring at the monsters for about a minute. Hathaway felt", "Hathaway yelled and ran, Marnagan at his heels, lumbering. Sweat broke\n cold on his body. The immense things rolled, slithered and squirmed", "Marnagan shifted uneasily. \"Here, now. You're doing nothing but\n sitting, looking like a little boy locked in a bedroom closet, so take\n me a profile shot of the beasties and myself.\"", "as Marnagan squeezed his two-hundred-fifty pounds beside him.\n Instinctively, Hathaway added, \"Asteroid monsters! My camera! What a\n scene!\"", "He elucidated it over and over again to the Patrolman. About the film,\n the beasts, and how the film couldn't be wrong. If the film said the\n monsters weren't there, they weren't there.", "\"I tied them pink elephants of Gunther's in neat alphabetical bundles\n and stacked them up to dry, ya louse!\" Marnagan said. \"But, damn you,\n they killed my partner before he had a chance!\"", "\"Forget it. I was so blamed glad to see your homely carcass in one\n hunk, I couldn't help—Look, now, about Gunther. Those animals are part", "A hunk of metal teetered, fell with a crash. Marnagan elevated seven\n feet of bellowing manhood from the wreck.", "it. As for me—\" he twisted his glossy red face. \"Keeping alive is me\n hobby. And this sort of two-bit death I did not order.\"" ], [ "Gunther raged, and swept a small pistol from his linked corselet. He\n fired wildly until Hathaway hit him over the head with a paper-weight.", "Gunther sat there, blinking at Hathaway, not moving. His thin hands\n twitched in his lap. \"You are bluffing,\" he said, finally, with a firm", "Gunther babbled like a child, his voice a shrill dagger in the air.\n \"Get out there, you men! Throw them back! We're outnumbered!\"", "Hathaway went on saying his thoughts: \"This is Gunther's work. He's\n here somewhere, probably laughing his guts out at the job he did us.", "Hathaway looked at him. \"So you're Gunther?\" he said, calmly. The\n pirate was incredibly old, his bulging forehead stood out over sunken,", "He got halfway there when he felt a gun in his back.\n\n\n He didn't resist. They took him straight ahead to his destination and\n pushed him into a room where Gunther sat.", "\"Everything's over with, Mr. Gunther. The Patrol is in the city now and\n we're capturing your Base. Don't try to fight. We've a thousand men\n against your eighty-five.\"", "Then Hathaway took a picture of Gunther slumped at his desk, the chaos\n taking place immediately outside his window.", "\"All right, put 'em up!\" a new harsh voice cried over a different\n radio. One of Gunther's guards.\n\n\n Three shots sizzled out, and Marnagan bellowed.", "\"Forget it. I was so blamed glad to see your homely carcass in one\n hunk, I couldn't help—Look, now, about Gunther. Those animals are part", "\"Both. The other guy went after the Patrol.\"\n\n\n \"Impossible!\"\n\n\n \"I can't respect your opinion, Mr. Gunther.\"", "The strange harsh voice said, \"That's better. Don't try and pick that\n gun up now. Oh, so it's you. I thought Gunther had finished you off.\n How'd you get past the animals?\"", "whose dirty face has never been seen, Gunther by name, finally wins\n through to a triumphant finish. Photographed on the spot, in color, by\n yours truly, Click Hathaway. Cosmic Films, please notice.\"", "\"I tied them pink elephants of Gunther's in neat alphabetical bundles\n and stacked them up to dry, ya louse!\" Marnagan said. \"But, damn you,\n they killed my partner before he had a chance!\"", "from filming it. Everything was too wild, hot and angry. Gunther was\n throwing a fit, still seated at his desk, unable to move because of his\n fragile, bony legs and their atrophied state.", "started yelling. Gunther turned slowly to the huge window in one side\n of his office. He stared, hard.", "attached his camera to his mid-belt. \"Gunther probably thinks we're\n dead by now. Everyone else's been fooled by his playmates; they never\n had a chance to disbelieve them.\"", "Marnagan held his gun out in front of him and still smiling took one,\n two, three, four steps out into the outside world. The monsters were\n waiting for him at the fifth step. Marnagan kept walking.", "Click nodded. \"Gunther knows how you'd hate dying this way, Irish.\n It's irony clean through. That's probably why he planned the meteor and\n the crash this way.\"", "\"Gunther drew us down here, sure as Ceres! That gravity change we felt\n back on that ridge, Irish; that proves it. Gunther's short on men. So," ] ]

[ "Where was David?", "Why couldn’t David move after he first opened his eyes?", "Why did David press the button?", "What did David determine the black box was for?", "Why didn’t David awaken the woman first?", "How did suspension help the crew?", "Was the ship on target, within maximum deviation from schedule?", "What would happen if they didn’t change course?", "What is the crew’s mission?" ]

[ [ "Dead", "On Earth", "A weightless spaceship", "A small room" ], [ "He was in suspension.", "He was in a tight space.", "He had a wide seatbelt on.", "He was weightless." ], [ "He understood his name.", "The experiment was successful.", "He wanted to leave the spaceship.", "He wanted to get more information from the voice." ], [ "Storage of canned food", "A navigation device", "A device to deliver medication", "Testing equipment" ], [ "He had amnesia and forgot.", "She was important to the mission.", "He stumbled and hurt himself.", "He found her beautiful and didn’t want to harm her." ], [ "They could survive without oxygen.", "They could live on an inhospitable planet.", "They could survive with lack of gravity.", "They could travel through space for a long distance." ], [ "Yes, they were within 5 degrees", "No, they were over by 8 degrees", "Yes, they were over by only 3 degrees.", "No, they were under by 2 degrees" ], [ "They would run out of oxygen before landing.", "They would crash into the yellow-white star.", "They would be thrown out of the sun’s orbit.", "They would die before arriving back to Earth." ], [ "To conduct tests about life in space", "To experiment with suspension and memory", "To return to Earth as quickly as possible", "To explore possible planets to support life" ] ]

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[ [ "\"Your name is David Corbin.\"", "David Corbin.", "\"Your name is David Corbin. Do you understand?\"", "The next room held another man. He was young and wiry, like an athlete\n cast in marble, dark haired and big jawed. A glassy eye stared up when", "I stood by the man for long minutes. Finally it came. He stirred\n restlessly, closing his hands into fists. The deep chest rose and fell", "The second man, the dark haired one, opened his eyes and recognized us.\n He asked questions in rapid fire excitement. The third man, the tall", "\"Your name is David Corbin. If you understand, press button A on your\n right.\"", "\"Your name is David Corbin. If you understand, press button A on your\n right.\"", "\"Can I?\" I asked.\nWe set up a temporary plan of action. Paul took Karen to the laboratory\n in an effort to help her remember her job. Carl went back to divide the\n rations.", "motion and stopped against a door at the end. Behind me I could see the\n opened door I had left, and the thought of that questioning voice made\n me want to move. I swung the door open, catching a glimpse of a room", "all, depending on a blind helpless fool who didn't know their names or\n the reason for that dependence. I sat beside her on the cot until I\n could stand it no longer.", "the belt, but the sight of us floating made him shake. He was retching\n without results when we drifted out. I followed him to the girl's\n quarters.", "He held up his hand. \"We'd better wait, sir. Everything was supposed to\n be all right on this end. First you, then Carl, sick to his stomach.\"", "\"You're all right now?\" he asked. I grinned and nodded an answer. I saw\n John as he was at the base, big and competent, sweating in the blazing\n sun.", "searched each face without recognition. The blond man was Carl Herrick,\n a metallurgist. His lean face was white from his spell but he was\n better. Paul Sample was a biologist, John said. He was lithe and", "in the room, as I pictured the action of the extended arm. I lost my\n sudden elation in the cabin where the girl lay. The box behind her head", "\"No. Carl is here too. His stomach flopped again but he's okay. What\n about food. We're supposed to be checked before we eat.\"\n\n\n \"We'll have to go ahead without it. Any change?\"", "\"What's happened to me?\" she asked.\n\n\n The dark haired man came into the room, silent and watchful. My\n companion motioned to him. \"Get Carl and meet us in Control.\"", "\"You did. Even for a sick man that was pretty fast,\" he laughed.\n\n\n \"I can think again, John. I know who I am,\" I shouted. I threw my arms\n around his massive shoulders. \"You did it.\"", "The man looked at me and I nodded. \"We'll be there in a moment. I'm\n afraid we've got trouble.\"" ], [ "unevenly as he breathed. Finally the eyes opened and he looked at me.\n I watched him adjust to the room. It was in his eyes, wide at first,\n moving about the confines of the room back to me.", "motion and stopped against a door at the end. Behind me I could see the\n opened door I had left, and the thought of that questioning voice made\n me want to move. I swung the door open, catching a glimpse of a room", "I rolled back his eyelid. The eyelid remained open until I closed it\n and went on. Another room ... another man ... another stranger. This", "I stood by the man for long minutes. Finally it came. He stirred\n restlessly, closing his hands into fists. The deep chest rose and fell", "twisted my head to look for the button. I pushed away from the close\n wall but I couldn't move. I reached down to the tightness that held my", "The next room held another man. He was young and wiry, like an athlete\n cast in marble, dark haired and big jawed. A glassy eye stared up when", "smile or move that graceful head. I rolled back her eyelid and looked\n at a deep blue eye that stared back in glassy surprise. Four people in", "the cot. His muscular body was secured by a wide belt. He was as still\n as death, motionless without warmth or breath as I hovered over him.", "sensation of place, no feeling of up or down, no direction. My back\n bumped against the ceiling and I opened my eyes to stare at the cot and\n floor. I was concentrating too hard on remembering to be frightened for", "that squatted on a shelf by his head. My hand shook when I touched\n the metal. I dared not try to operate anything. Revive the others ...\n instructions without knowledge were useless to me. I stopped looking", "all, depending on a blind helpless fool who didn't know their names or\n the reason for that dependence. I sat beside her on the cot until I\n could stand it no longer.", "body, found the wide strap that held me and fumbled with the buckle.\n I threw it off and pushed myself up from the hard cot. I heard myself\n yell in surprise as I floated up towards the light overhead.", "the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]\nI heard the voice as I opened my eyes. I was lying down, still not\n aware of where I was, waiting for the voice.", "The second man, the dark haired one, opened his eyes and recognized us.\n He asked questions in rapid fire excitement. The third man, the tall", "Viking, was all right until he moved. The weightless sensation made him\n violently sick. We put him back on the cot, securing him again with", "\"What do you mean? What can't you remember?\" he asked. He stood up\n slowly, edging around towards the door. I didn't want to fight him. I", "\"Your name is David Corbin. Do you understand?\"", "Pain burned along my leg but I couldn't stop. In the first panic of\n waking up in strangeness I had missed the other doors in the passage.", "He unfastened the belt and sat up. I pushed him back as he floated up\n finding little humor in the comic expression on his face.\n\n\n \"No gravity,\" he grunted and sat back.", "WHY, Why, Why? The thought kept pounding at me. I was afraid to touch\n anything in the room. I pressed against the clear window, wondering if" ], [ "\"Your name is David Corbin. If you understand, press button A on your\n right.\"", "\"Your name is David Corbin. If you understand, press button A on your\n right.\"", "twisted my head to look for the button. I pushed away from the close\n wall but I couldn't move. I reached down to the tightness that held my", "I had a glimpse of his contorted face as I dove at the control board.\n My hands hit buttons, thumbed a switch and then a sudden force threw me", "I pressed the button by the cot. The red lights blinked out as I stood\n in patient attention, trying to outguess the voice. I recalled a\n phrase ... some words about precaution.\n\n\n Precaution against forgetting.", "I held my bruised hands to my mouth, and I knew that was all the\n message there was. In blind panic I pushed away from the panel.", "\"If you understand, press button A on your right.\"\n\n\n What should I understand? That I was floating in a room that had a\n curved wall ... that nothing was right in this hostile room?", "\"Your name is David Corbin. Do you understand?\"", "I was past the rooms when the horn blasted through the corridor. I\n turned automatically with the sound, pushing against the rail, towards\n the control room. Deep in my mind I could see danger, and without", "WHY, Why, Why? The thought kept pounding at me. I was afraid to touch\n anything in the room. I pressed against the clear window, wondering if", "motion and stopped against a door at the end. Behind me I could see the\n opened door I had left, and the thought of that questioning voice made\n me want to move. I swung the door open, catching a glimpse of a room", "I stood by the man for long minutes. Finally it came. He stirred\n restlessly, closing his hands into fists. The deep chest rose and fell", "It was crazy, but I trusted the panel. It was the only thing I saw that\n could help me, guard me against another shock like seeing outside of\n the clear portholes.", "Back in the room where I had awakened, I touched the panel with the\n glowing eyes. It had asked me if I understood. Now it must tell me why", "\"What—made you—think of that,\" I asked weakly.\n\n\n \"Shock treatment.\"\n\n\n \"I must have acted on instinct.\"", "\"Your name is David Corbin.\"", "\"It's been dead ahead for hours,\" he grunted. I leaned over and threw\n the intercom to open. \"This is control. Listen ... everyone. I'm over\n it. Disregard the warning siren ... we were testing the ship.\"", "\"John did it. He hit the alarm figuring I would react. Listen, Paul. Is\n any one hurt?\"", "The silence was a force in itself, pressing down from the metal walls,\n driving me back to the comforting smallness of the room where I had", "I swung the massive cover off and set it down. The equipment waited for\n the touch of a button and it went into operation. I stepped back as the" ], [ "Minutes later I realized the apparatus by the cot was different. It\n was the same type of black box, but out from it was a metal arm, bent", "A flat, illogical voice had instructed me to revive these men. I\n shivered in spite of the warmth of the room, studying the black box", "\"Your name is David Corbin. If you understand, press button A on your\n right.\"", "\"Your name is David Corbin. If you understand, press button A on your\n right.\"", "\"Your name is David Corbin. Do you understand?\"", "box would have withstood a bullet. It couldn't be pried apart, and I\n searched again and again for a release mechanism.", "\"Your name is David Corbin.\"", "and chemicals, testing equipment in compact drawers, but nothing marked\n for me. I wondered if I was an engineer or a pilot, or perhaps a doctor\n sent along to safeguard the others. Complete amnesia would have been", "It was crazy, but I trusted the panel. It was the only thing I saw that\n could help me, guard me against another shock like seeing outside of\n the clear portholes.", "I looked in the direction of the sound. Above my feet a bulkhead\n loomed. There were round dials set in a row above a speaker. Over the", "I had a glimpse of his contorted face as I dove at the control board.\n My hands hit buttons, thumbed a switch and then a sudden force threw me", "in the room, as I pictured the action of the extended arm. I lost my\n sudden elation in the cabin where the girl lay. The box behind her head", "Searching the ship made me forget my fear. I hoped I would find some\n answers. I went from the nose to the last bulkhead in a frenzy of", "He shrugged, letting his sure hands rest on the panel of dials. I\n headed back towards the lab. If I could help her I might help myself.", "I knew more of the puzzle. Something was wrong. After the first shock\n of looking out, I accepted the fact that I was in a space ship, yet I", "He hit his hands together. \"You fly it, sir. Can't you think?\"\n\n\n \"I'm trying. I know the ship is familiar, but I've looked it over.\n Maybe I'm trying too hard.\"", "I held my bruised hands to my mouth, and I knew that was all the\n message there was. In blind panic I pushed away from the panel.", "no movement outside and I glanced back at the dials. What speeds were\n they recording? What speeds and perhaps, what distance? It was useless\n to translate the markings. They stood for anything I might guess, and", "I stared at the speaker in the wall. The mesh-covered hole and the two\n lights looked like a caricature of a face, set in a panel of dials. I", "the engine or engines took up half the ship, cut off from the forward\n half by the instrument studded shield. I retraced my steps and took a\n rough estimate of size. The ship, as I called it, was at least four" ], [ "I stood by the man for long minutes. Finally it came. He stirred\n restlessly, closing his hands into fists. The deep chest rose and fell", "We were out of luck with the girl. She woke up and she was frightened.\n We questioned her and she was coherent but she couldn't remember. I\n tried to smile as I sat on the cot, wondering what she was thinking.", "all, depending on a blind helpless fool who didn't know their names or\n the reason for that dependence. I sat beside her on the cot until I\n could stand it no longer.", "that mean ... in time ... in time. I went back down the passageway.\nThe fourth small room was the same. Except for the woman. She lay on a", "She tightened up in my arms. \"Yes. It's....\" She looked at us for help,\n frightened by the lack of clothing we wore, by the bleak room. Her eyes", "in the room, as I pictured the action of the extended arm. I lost my\n sudden elation in the cabin where the girl lay. The box behind her head", "\"John did it. He hit the alarm figuring I would react. Listen, Paul. Is\n any one hurt?\"", "I went back to the cabin where the powerful man lay. I had to risk\n failure with one of them. I didn't want it to be the girl. I fought", "The next room held another man. He was young and wiry, like an athlete\n cast in marble, dark haired and big jawed. A glassy eye stared up when", "\"You flew her from earth until we went into suspension,\" he said.\n\n\n \"I can't remember when,\" I said. I held the trembling girl against me,\n shaking my head.", "the belt, but the sight of us floating made him shake. He was retching\n without results when we drifted out. I followed him to the girl's\n quarters.", "unevenly as he breathed. Finally the eyes opened and he looked at me.\n I watched him adjust to the room. It was in his eyes, wide at first,\n moving about the confines of the room back to me.", "motion and stopped against a door at the end. Behind me I could see the\n opened door I had left, and the thought of that questioning voice made\n me want to move. I swung the door open, catching a glimpse of a room", "I rolled back his eyelid. The eyelid remained open until I closed it\n and went on. Another room ... another man ... another stranger. This", "that squatted on a shelf by his head. My hand shook when I touched\n the metal. I dared not try to operate anything. Revive the others ...\n instructions without knowledge were useless to me. I stopped looking", "He shrugged at the question. \"Fine, I guess. Funny, I can't remember.\"\n\n\n He saw it in my face, making him stop. \"I can't remember dropping off\n to sleep,\" he finished.", "The question frightened her. \"Should I? I feel so strange. Give me a\n minute to think.\"\n\n\n I let her sit up slowly. \"Do you know your name?\"", "He held up his hand. \"We'd better wait, sir. Everything was supposed to\n be all right on this end. First you, then Carl, sick to his stomach.\"", "The second man, the dark haired one, opened his eyes and recognized us.\n He asked questions in rapid fire excitement. The third man, the tall", "twisted my head to look for the button. I pushed away from the close\n wall but I couldn't move. I reached down to the tightness that held my" ], [ "\"You said I had flown this ship. You meant before this suspension.\"\n\n\n \"Yes. That's why we can cross space to a near star.\"\n\n\n \"How long ago was it?\"", "\"It's been dead ahead for hours,\" he grunted. I leaned over and threw\n the intercom to open. \"This is control. Listen ... everyone. I'm over\n it. Disregard the warning siren ... we were testing the ship.\"", "the opposite wall of a narrow gray passageway. I pushed out into it and\n grasped the metal rail that ran along the wall. I reasoned it was there\n to propel yourself through the passageway in this weightless atmosphere.", "\"You flew her from earth until we went into suspension,\" he said.\n\n\n \"I can't remember when,\" I said. I held the trembling girl against me,\n shaking my head.", "Viking, was all right until he moved. The weightless sensation made him\n violently sick. We put him back on the cot, securing him again with", "\"I guess you're right,\" he said slowly. \"She's trained to administer\n the suspension on the return trip.\"\n\n\n I let my breath out slowly. \"I didn't think about that.\"", "He unfastened the belt and sat up. I pushed him back as he floated up\n finding little humor in the comic expression on his face.\n\n\n \"No gravity,\" he grunted and sat back.", "John let go of the padded chair, grinning weakly. I was busy for a few\n seconds, feeding compensation into the gyros. Relief flooded through me", "I knew more of the puzzle. Something was wrong. After the first shock\n of looking out, I accepted the fact that I was in a space ship, yet I", "\"It is assumed the experiment is a success,\" the voice said.\n\n\n What experiment?\n\n\n \"You have been removed from suspension. Assume manual control of this\n ship.\"", "It was crazy, but I trusted the panel. It was the only thing I saw that\n could help me, guard me against another shock like seeing outside of\n the clear portholes.", "It was effortless to move. I turned on my side like a swimmer and went\n hand over hand, shooting down the corridor. I braced against forward", "body, found the wide strap that held me and fumbled with the buckle.\n I threw it off and pushed myself up from the hard cot. I heard myself\n yell in surprise as I floated up towards the light overhead.", "Control of a ship? Going where?\n\n\n \"Do not begin operations until the others are removed from suspension.\"\n\n\n What others? Tell me what to do.", "into the doors in the passageway and went back to the room with the\n portholes. Everything lay in readiness, fastened down star charts,\n instruments, glittering equipment. There was no feeling of disorder or", "Searching the ship made me forget my fear. I hoped I would find some\n answers. I went from the nose to the last bulkhead in a frenzy of", "floating motion, looking behind each door until I went as far as I\n could. There were two levels to the ship. They both ended in the lead\n shield that was set where the swell of the curve was biggest. It meant", "He shrugged, letting his sure hands rest on the panel of dials. I\n headed back towards the lab. If I could help her I might help myself.", "sent him winging out in a state of suspension to future\n \ncenturies ... to a dark blue world whose only defense", "I went past the room into another, where the curves were more sharp. I\n could visualize the tapering hull leading to the nose of the ship. This" ], [ "\"Rely on instructions for factoring when you check the coordinates.\n Your maximum deviation from schedule cannot exceed two degrees. Adopt\n emergency procedures as you see fit. Good luck.\"", "be right on the calculated position of the star. The radar confirmed\n my findings ... and my worst fears. When we set it for direction and\n distance, the screen glowed to life and recorded the star dead ahead.", "direction and speed from the readings and plotted our position. If I\n was right we were much closer than we wanted to be. The bright pips on\n the screen gave us the distance and size of the star while we fed the", "\"It's been dead ahead for hours,\" he grunted. I leaned over and threw\n the intercom to open. \"This is control. Listen ... everyone. I'm over\n it. Disregard the warning siren ... we were testing the ship.\"", "\"You said I had flown this ship. You meant before this suspension.\"\n\n\n \"Yes. That's why we can cross space to a near star.\"\n\n\n \"How long ago was it?\"", "into the doors in the passageway and went back to the room with the\n portholes. Everything lay in readiness, fastened down star charts,\n instruments, glittering equipment. There was no feeling of disorder or", "I was to study the charts and manuals. It was better than doing\n nothing, and I went into the navigation room and sat down. Earth was", "the engine or engines took up half the ship, cut off from the forward\n half by the instrument studded shield. I retraced my steps and took a\n rough estimate of size. The ship, as I called it, was at least four", "We had to get off course before we ran into the yellow-white star that\n had been picked for us. Food was set down by me, grew cold and was", "I went past the room into another, where the curves were more sharp. I\n could visualize the tapering hull leading to the nose of the ship. This", "Searching the ship made me forget my fear. I hoped I would find some\n answers. I went from the nose to the last bulkhead in a frenzy of", "carried away and I was still rechecking the figures. We were on a line\n ten degrees above the galactic plane. The parallactic baseline from\n Earth to the single star could be in error several degrees, or we could", "an infinitesimal point somewhere behind us on the galactic plane, and\n no one else was trained to navigate. The ship thundered to life as I", "I knew more of the puzzle. Something was wrong. After the first shock\n of looking out, I accepted the fact that I was in a space ship, yet I", "\"John, what are your duties if any?\"\n\n\n \"Automatic control. I helped to install it.\"\n\n\n \"Can you run this ship? How about the other two?\"", "I was past the rooms when the horn blasted through the corridor. I\n turned automatically with the sound, pushing against the rail, towards\n the control room. Deep in my mind I could see danger, and without", "I indicated the ship. \"Where in creation are we going?\"\n\n\n \"We set out from Earth for a single star in the direction of the center\n of our Galaxy.\"\n\n\n \"From Earth? How could we?\"", "I thought about the rest of the crew too. \"We're heading right for a\n star....\"", "floating motion, looking behind each door until I went as far as I\n could. There were two levels to the ship. They both ended in the lead\n shield that was set where the swell of the curve was biggest. It meant", "Carl caught my eye. \"Captain, we save this time without aging at all.\n It puts us near a calculated destination.\"\n\n\n \"We've lost our lifetime.\" It was Karen. She had been crying silently\n while we talked." ], [ "we had to change course in a hurry. Carl analyzed the findings while we\n came to a decision. Somewhere along an orbit that might be two hundred\n miles across, our hypothetical planet circled this star. That distance", "\"It's been dead ahead for hours,\" he grunted. I leaned over and threw\n the intercom to open. \"This is control. Listen ... everyone. I'm over\n it. Disregard the warning siren ... we were testing the ship.\"", "We had to get off course before we ran into the yellow-white star that\n had been picked for us. Food was set down by me, grew cold and was", "I thought about the rest of the crew too. \"We're heading right for a\n star....\"", "be right on the calculated position of the star. The radar confirmed\n my findings ... and my worst fears. When we set it for direction and\n distance, the screen glowed to life and recorded the star dead ahead.", "Carl caught my eye. \"Captain, we save this time without aging at all.\n It puts us near a calculated destination.\"\n\n\n \"We've lost our lifetime.\" It was Karen. She had been crying silently\n while we talked.", "direction and speed from the readings and plotted our position. If I\n was right we were much closer than we wanted to be. The bright pips on\n the screen gave us the distance and size of the star while we fed the", "I was past the rooms when the horn blasted through the corridor. I\n turned automatically with the sound, pushing against the rail, towards\n the control room. Deep in my mind I could see danger, and without", "room.\n\"Turn the ship. There's something dead ahead.\"", "I was to study the charts and manuals. It was better than doing\n nothing, and I went into the navigation room and sat down. Earth was", "\"Don't think about it,\" Paul said. \"We can still pull this out all\n right if you don't lose your nerve.\"\n\n\n \"What are we to do?\" she asked.", "\"Rely on instructions for factoring when you check the coordinates.\n Your maximum deviation from schedule cannot exceed two degrees. Adopt\n emergency procedures as you see fit. Good luck.\"", "an infinitesimal point somewhere behind us on the galactic plane, and\n no one else was trained to navigate. The ship thundered to life as I", "\"No. Carl is here too. His stomach flopped again but he's okay. What\n about food. We're supposed to be checked before we eat.\"\n\n\n \"We'll have to go ahead without it. Any change?\"", "\"Who is in charge of this ship?\" I asked.\n\n\n He tensed suddenly. \"You are, sir. Why?\"", "The man looked at me and I nodded. \"We'll be there in a moment. I'm\n afraid we've got trouble.\"", "\"John, what are your duties if any?\"\n\n\n \"Automatic control. I helped to install it.\"\n\n\n \"Can you run this ship? How about the other two?\"", "to the right. I slammed into the panel on the right, as the pressure\n of the change dimmed my vision. Reflex made me look up at the radar\n control screen.", "I went past the room into another, where the curves were more sharp. I\n could visualize the tapering hull leading to the nose of the ship. This", "looked right. It was then I realized the needle came to a spot where it\n could have hit my neck when I lay down. My shout of excitement rang out" ], [ "\"I suppose. The mission stated one chemist.\"\n\n\n \"What is the mission of this ship?\" I asked.", "I thought about the rest of the crew too. \"We're heading right for a\n star....\"", "\"It's been dead ahead for hours,\" he grunted. I leaned over and threw\n the intercom to open. \"This is control. Listen ... everyone. I'm over\n it. Disregard the warning siren ... we were testing the ship.\"", "Control of a ship? Going where?\n\n\n \"Do not begin operations until the others are removed from suspension.\"\n\n\n What others? Tell me what to do.", "I indicated the ship. \"Where in creation are we going?\"\n\n\n \"We set out from Earth for a single star in the direction of the center\n of our Galaxy.\"\n\n\n \"From Earth? How could we?\"", "John answered for me. \"First we've got to find out where we are. I know\n this ship but I can't fly it.\"", "\"John, what are your duties if any?\"\n\n\n \"Automatic control. I helped to install it.\"\n\n\n \"Can you run this ship? How about the other two?\"", "into the doors in the passageway and went back to the room with the\n portholes. Everything lay in readiness, fastened down star charts,\n instruments, glittering equipment. There was no feeling of disorder or", "\"What about her. Why is she here?\" I asked my companion.\n\n\n He lifted the cover from the apparatus. \"She's the chemist in the crew.\"\n\n\n \"A girl?\"", "\"Who is in charge of this ship?\" I asked.\n\n\n He tensed suddenly. \"You are, sir. Why?\"", "Searching the ship made me forget my fear. I hoped I would find some\n answers. I went from the nose to the last bulkhead in a frenzy of", "\"It is assumed the experiment is a success,\" the voice said.\n\n\n What experiment?\n\n\n \"You have been removed from suspension. Assume manual control of this\n ship.\"", "\"You said I had flown this ship. You meant before this suspension.\"\n\n\n \"Yes. That's why we can cross space to a near star.\"\n\n\n \"How long ago was it?\"", "an infinitesimal point somewhere behind us on the galactic plane, and\n no one else was trained to navigate. The ship thundered to life as I", "\"Let's move slowly, sir,\" he said. \"We're moving fast. I don't know if\n you can picture it, but we're going about one hundred thousand miles an\n hour.\"\n\n\n \"Through space?\"", "Carl caught my eye. \"Captain, we save this time without aging at all.\n It puts us near a calculated destination.\"\n\n\n \"We've lost our lifetime.\" It was Karen. She had been crying silently\n while we talked.", "\"Rely on instructions for factoring when you check the coordinates.\n Your maximum deviation from schedule cannot exceed two degrees. Adopt\n emergency procedures as you see fit. Good luck.\"", "the engine or engines took up half the ship, cut off from the forward\n half by the instrument studded shield. I retraced my steps and took a\n rough estimate of size. The ship, as I called it, was at least four", "I was to study the charts and manuals. It was better than doing\n nothing, and I went into the navigation room and sat down. Earth was", "Paul cut in. \"It's a G type star, like our own sun in mass and\n luminosity. We hope to find a planetary system capable of supporting\n life.\"" ] ]

[ "How does Retief feel about his current job?", "How does Miss Meuhl feel about her job?", "Why did Retief want to talk to the drunk?", "What was on exhibit in the Groacian parade?", "Why did the Groacians hide the ship?", "Why was Retief still upset after seeing the ship?", "What was Retief's ultimate mistake?" ]

[ [ "Unnecessarily busy and frustrated", "Happy with most, but annoyed with Miss Meuhl", "Stressed about the workload", "Confused about his duties with the position" ], [ "She enjoys training Retief to the new culture.", "She wishes to be back on her home planet. ", "She enjoys doing her job the way the Groacians like it.", "She wishes the Groacians weren't so uptight." ], [ "He wanted someone to talk to on this foreign planet.", "He wanted to know why the drunk was mad at him.", "He wanted to know what happened nine years ago.", "He didn't like how the drunk had treated him." ], [ "Groacian government officials", "people they had taken as prisoners", "animals from all over the galaxy", "people visiting from Earth" ], [ "To overthrow the government.", "They wanted to hide the Terrestrials as long as they could.", "They were afraid to admit they knew where it was.", "They wanted to keep it for further research." ], [ "He found something at the ship he wasn't expecting.", "The Groacians wouldn't show him inside of the ship.", "There was a much larger ship still unaccounted for.", "He's upset about the deceased Terrestrials he found." ], [ "Asking too many questions", "Trusting Miss Meuhl to do what he said", "Making the Groacians show him the ship", "Breaking into the Foreign Ministry" ] ]

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[ [ "\"That's my decision,\" Retief said. \"I have a job to do and we're\n wasting time.\" He crossed the room to his desk, opened a drawer and\n took out a slim-barreled needler.", "\"The importance of my task here,\" Retief said, enunciating the glottal\n dialect with difficulty. \"My interest in local history.\"\n\n\n \"The impossibility of access to outworlders. To depart quietly.\"", "It was an hour before dawn when Retief keyed the combination to the\n safe-lock and stepped into the darkened consular office. He looked\n tired.", "Retief nodded. \"Thanks, Miss Meuhl,\" he said. \"I'll be back before\n you close the office.\" Miss Meuhl's face was set in lines of grim", "\"I, for one, am ashamed of the high-handed tactics that were employed,\n grilling these innocent people as though they were criminals. We try\n never to reopen that wound, Mr. Retief.\"", "Retief looked at the four policemen. \"I see your point,\" he said.\n\n\n Fith followed him into the car, sat rigidly at the far end of the seat.", "\"How did they die?\" Retief snapped. \"Did you murder them, cut their\n throats, shoot them or bury them alive? What amusing end did you figure", "\"To not worry,\" Retief said, irritated. \"To pour it out and let me\n decide whether I like it.\"", "\"Don't be a fool, woman,\" Retief said. \"Don't you see what you're\n letting yourself in for? This would be a hell of a good time for you to\n figure out whose side you're on.\"", "The Groacian reached for him, missed. A passer-by stepped around him,\n head down, scuttled away. Retief backed into the opening to a narrow", "\"To swallow your own poison, dispenser of vileness,\" the drunk\n whispered. \"To find a proper cage for this zoo-piece.\" He wavered\n toward Retief. \"To show this one in the streets, like all freaks.\"", "\"Sit down, gentlemen,\" Retief said. They resumed their seats. Miss\n Meuhl hovered nervously, then sat on the edge of a comfortless chair.", "\"That's right,\" Retief said calmly. \"Now—\"\n\n\n \"This is absolutely the end!\" Miss Meuhl said. \"Thank heaven I've\n already—\"", "\"Blame it on me if it will make you feel any better,\" Retief said, \"but\n don't be fool enough to trust them.\" He pulled on a cape, opened the\n door.", "In the front seat, Shluh looked straight ahead. The loosely-sprung\n vehicle bobbed and swayed along the narrow highway. Retief listened to\n the rhythmic puffing of the motor and said nothing.\nIII", "\"Don't bother,\" Retief said. \"You know what was in those files I looked\n over this morning.\"", "suited to diplomatic work.\"\nThe screen crackled, the ten-second transmission lag having elapsed.\n \"Mr. Retief,\" the face on the screen said, \"I am Counsellor Pardy,", "\"If you'll listen, you may find out,\" Retief said. \"I have no time\n to waste, Miss Meuhl. They won't be expecting an immediate move—I\n hope—and that may give me the latitude I need.\"", "\"Government men, I imagine. Word travels fast.\" Retief pulled off his\n cape. \"This saves me the trouble of paying another call at the Foreign\n Ministry.\"", "\"Whaffle left here three months ago,\" Retief said, \"leaving me in\n charge.\"" ], [ "Miss Meuhl emitted a shrill laugh. \"Your fantasies are getting the\n better of you,\" she gasped. \"In danger, indeed! Disposing of me! I've\n never heard anything so ridiculous.\"", "\"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about,\" Miss Meuhl snapped,\n her eyes sharp behind the heavy lenses.", "Miss Meuhl gasped audibly.", "\"You'll do as you're told, Miss Meuhl,\" Retief said quietly. \"I'm\n telling you to make an official sealed record of this conversation.\"\n\n\n Miss Meuhl sat down.", "\"I have done my duty, Mr. Retief,\" Miss Meuhl said. \"I made a full\n report to Regional Headquarters last night, as soon as you left this", "At the office, Miss Meuhl would be waiting with another list of\n complaints.", "\"Well!\" Miss Meuhl said. \"May I ask where you'll be if something comes\n up?\"\n\n\n \"I'm going over to the Foreign Office Archives.\"", "\"Really!\" Miss Meuhl exclaimed, rising. \"I wash my hands—\"\n\n\n \"Just keep that recorder going,\" Retief snapped.\n\n\n \"I'll not be a party—\"", "\"Why, why,\" Miss Meuhl stammered. \"Yes, of course. And I do want to\n express my deepest regrets—\"\nRetief rose, went to the communicator, assisted Miss Meuhl aside.", "Retief nodded. \"Thanks, Miss Meuhl,\" he said. \"I'll be back before\n you close the office.\" Miss Meuhl's face was set in lines of grim", "\"I invited them here,\" Miss Meuhl spoke up. \"They are here at my\n express wish.\"", "\"Did you write all Whaffle's letters for him, Miss Meuhl?\"\n\n\n \"Consul Whaffle was an extremely busy man,\" Miss Meuhl said stiffly.\n \"He had complete confidence in me.\"", "\"I'll be back in a couple of hours,\" he said. Miss Meuhl stared after\n him silently as he closed the door.", "\"That's right,\" Retief said calmly. \"Now—\"\n\n\n \"This is absolutely the end!\" Miss Meuhl said. \"Thank heaven I've\n already—\"", "\"All our efforts,\" Miss Meuhl said, \"to live down that terrible\n episode! And you—\"", "\"Miss Meuhl,\" he said, \"in the past couple of weeks I've sat through\n six light-concerts, four attempts at chamber music, and god knows how", "\"Are you leaving the office?\" Miss Meuhl adjusted her glasses. \"I have\n some important letters here for your signature.\"", "\"I've already done so, Mr. Retief!\" Miss Meuhl said harshly. \"I've been\n waiting for you to come back here....\" She turned to the communicator,", "\"Well,\" Miss Meuhl said, snapping off the dictyper. \"I'm sure I don't\n know what excuse I can give the Minister.\"", "\"You're out of your mind!\" Miss Meuhl stood up, quivering with\n indignation. \"You're like a ... a....\"" ], [ "\"To swallow your own poison, dispenser of vileness,\" the drunk\n whispered. \"To find a proper cage for this zoo-piece.\" He wavered\n toward Retief. \"To show this one in the streets, like all freaks.\"", "\"I've changed my mind,\" Retief said to the bartender. \"To be grateful\n as hell, but to have to hurry off now.\" He followed the drunk out the", "crossway and offered further verbal familiarities to the drunken local,\n who followed, furious. Retief backed, rounded a corner into a narrow\n alley-like passage, deserted, silent ... except for the following", "The Groacian reached for him, missed. A passer-by stepped around him,\n head down, scuttled away. Retief backed into the opening to a narrow", "Retief turned. A tall Groacian vibrated his mandibles in a gesture\n of contempt. From his bluish throat coloration, it was apparent the\n creature was drunk.", "\"Sit down, gentlemen,\" Retief said. They resumed their seats. Miss\n Meuhl hovered nervously, then sat on the edge of a comfortless chair.", "\"If you'll listen, you may find out,\" Retief said. \"I have no time\n to waste, Miss Meuhl. They won't be expecting an immediate move—I\n hope—and that may give me the latitude I need.\"", "\"To not worry,\" Retief said, irritated. \"To pour it out and let me\n decide whether I like it.\"", "\"The importance of my task here,\" Retief said, enunciating the glottal\n dialect with difficulty. \"My interest in local history.\"\n\n\n \"The impossibility of access to outworlders. To depart quietly.\"", "\"I, for one, am ashamed of the high-handed tactics that were employed,\n grilling these innocent people as though they were criminals. We try\n never to reopen that wound, Mr. Retief.\"", "\"To enjoy a cooling drink,\" Retief said in Groacian, squatting down at\n the edge of the pit. \"To sample a true Groacian beverage.\"", "\"Blame it on me if it will make you feel any better,\" Retief said, \"but\n don't be fool enough to trust them.\" He pulled on a cape, opened the\n door.", "\"You'll talk to me, or there'll be a task force here in five days to do\n the talking,\" Retief said.\n\n\n \"You can't!\" Miss Meuhl gasped.", "\"Oh, it's such a pleasure—\" she began.\n\n\n \"Never mind that,\" Retief said. \"These gentlemen didn't come here to\n sip tea today.\"", "\"Don't be a fool, woman,\" Retief said. \"Don't you see what you're\n letting yourself in for? This would be a hell of a good time for you to\n figure out whose side you're on.\"", "\"How did they die?\" Retief snapped. \"Did you murder them, cut their\n throats, shoot them or bury them alive? What amusing end did you figure", "\"That's my decision,\" Retief said. \"I have a job to do and we're\n wasting time.\" He crossed the room to his desk, opened a drawer and\n took out a slim-barreled needler.", "\"Miss Meuhl,\" Retief said, \"I want you to listen carefully to what I'm\n going to tell you. I have to move rapidly now, to catch the Groaci off\n guard.\"", "to Groac, in accordance with the advices transmitted to my government\n direct from the Terrestrial Headquarters. As consul, you are requested\n to make available for questioning Mr. J. Retief, former consul, in", "Retief stepped around him, seized his collar and yanked. The Groacian\n fell on his back. Retief stood over him. The downed native half-rose;\n Retief put a foot against his chest and pushed." ], [ "curious looking creatures were captured. After being securely caged,\n they were exhibited to the gentle Groaci public. Hauled through the\n streets. Very educational, no doubt. A highly cultural show.", "The two Groacians exchanged looks.\n\n\n \"We wish to show our contrition,\" Fith said. \"We will show you the\n ship.\"", "\"False impression, hell,\" Retief said. \"They were Terrans! A simple\n narco-interrogation would get that out of any Groacian who saw the\n parade.\"", "Two Groaci wearing heavy eye-shields and elaborate crest ornaments\n indicative of rank rose as Retief entered the room. Neither offered a\n courteous snap of the mandibles, Retief noted. They were mad, all right.", "Silently, the Groacians led the way back out through the tunnel and\n into the late afternoon sunshine. As they climbed the slope to the\n steam car, Fith came to Retief's side.", "\"Go ahead,\" Retief said. \"Answer it.\"\n\n\n A Groacian official appeared on the screen.", "The Groacian reached for him, missed. A passer-by stepped around him,\n head down, scuttled away. Retief backed into the opening to a narrow", "\"Any lights in here?\" he asked.\n\n\n A Groacian threw a switch. A weak bluish glow sprang up.", "\"Answer me this one,\" Retief said, looking at Shluh. \"A few years\n back—about nine, I think—there was a little parade held here. Some", "Retief turned. A tall Groacian vibrated his mandibles in a gesture\n of contempt. From his bluish throat coloration, it was apparent the\n creature was drunk.", "Groacian.", "direction of the Terrestrial Consulate General. The few Groacians on\n the street eyed him furtively, veered to avoid him as he passed. Flimsy", "\"Funny thing about these animals. They wore clothes. They seemed to\n communicate with each other. Altogether it was a very amusing exhibit.", "Retief studied the carving over the open doorways along the street.\n An elaborate one picked out in pinkish paint seemed to indicate the\n Groacian equivalent of a bar. Retief went in.", "A Groacian bartender was dispensing clay pots of alcoholic drink from\n the bar-pit at the center of the room. He looked at Retief and froze in\n mid-motion, a metal tube poised over a waiting pot.", "\"To enjoy a cooling drink,\" Retief said in Groacian, squatting down at\n the edge of the pit. \"To sample a true Groacian beverage.\"", "\"To not endure such insolence!\" The Groacian advanced toward Retief.\n Retief backed away.\n\n\n \"To hold hands,\" Retief said. \"To be palsy-walsy—\"", "\"I'm going to report this terrible thing to the Groaci at once, and\n offer my profound—\"", "Fith spoke to Shluh in rapid Groacian. The police chief gestured to his\n four armed constables. They moved to ring Retief in.", "\"To begone, freak,\" the Groacian whispered.\n\n\n \"To be pals,\" Retief said. \"To be kind to dumb animals.\"" ], [ "The two Groacians exchanged looks.\n\n\n \"We wish to show our contrition,\" Fith said. \"We will show you the\n ship.\"", "I've told you that it was only a lifeboat the Groaci have hidden out.\n Don't you understand the implication? That vessel couldn't have come", "\"It was hauled here from the landing point, some nine miles distant,\"\n Fith said, his voice thinner than ever. \"This is a natural crevasse.\n The vessel was lowered into it and roofed over.\"", "\"The Groaci are a very sensitive race. They don't welcome outworlders\n raking up things. They've been gracious enough to let us live down\n the fact that Terrestrials subjected them to deep humiliation on one\n occasion.\"", "Silently, the Groacians led the way back out through the tunnel and\n into the late afternoon sunshine. As they climbed the slope to the\n steam car, Fith came to Retief's side.", "\"The Groaci don't know. They're a very cultured, gentle people. You can\n do irreparable harm to the reputation of Terrestrials if you insist—\"", "\"This is an internal matter!\" Fith cried, in his faint Groacian voice.\n \"The new regime has shown itself most amiable to you Terrestrials. It\n has outdone itself—\"", "brisk time of it hiding the ship, and shutting everybody up. A close\n call, eh?\"", "\"Where is that ship?\" Retief rapped out. \"You never learn, do you?\n You're still convinced you can hide the whole thing and forget it. I'm\n telling you you can't.\"", "answers, and stayed on to dig around a little. After a week they left.\n Somewhat annoying to the Groaci, maybe—at the most. If they were\n innocent.\"", "\"We'll deal with that question later,\" Retief said. \"Right now, I want\n more information. Where did you get them? Where did you hide the ship?", "Two Groaci wearing heavy eye-shields and elaborate crest ornaments\n indicative of rank rose as Retief entered the room. Neither offered a\n courteous snap of the mandibles, Retief noted. They were mad, all right.", "\"They never found the cruiser, did they?\"\n\n\n \"Certainly not on Groac.\"", "\"You're still determined to make an issue of that incident!\" Miss\n Meuhl snorted. \"I really can hardly blame the Groaci. They are not a\n sophisticated race; they had never before met aliens.\"", "direction of the Terrestrial Consulate General. The few Groacians on\n the street eyed him furtively, veered to avoid him as he passed. Flimsy", "\"False impression, hell,\" Retief said. \"They were Terrans! A simple\n narco-interrogation would get that out of any Groacian who saw the\n parade.\"", "Fith made a choked noise and spoke rapidly to Shluh in Groacian. Shluh\n retracted his eyes, shrank down in his chair. Miss Meuhl opened her", "The Groacian reached for him, missed. A passer-by stepped around him,\n head down, scuttled away. Retief backed into the opening to a narrow", "cultural aspects of life at Groac. Especially, I should not venture out\n of the city, or appear overly curious about matters of concern only to\n the Groacian government.\"", "\"To not endure such insolence!\" The Groacian advanced toward Retief.\n Retief backed away.\n\n\n \"To hold hands,\" Retief said. \"To be palsy-walsy—\"" ], [ "\"Where is that ship?\" Retief rapped out. \"You never learn, do you?\n You're still convinced you can hide the whole thing and forget it. I'm\n telling you you can't.\"", "Retief walked along the raised wooden catwalk, studying the ship. Empty\n emplacements gaped below lensless scanner eyes. Littered decking was", "Two Groaci wearing heavy eye-shields and elaborate crest ornaments\n indicative of rank rose as Retief entered the room. Neither offered a\n courteous snap of the mandibles, Retief noted. They were mad, all right.", "Retief grunted. \"Let's go inside.\"\n\n\n Shluh came forward with a hand-lamp. The party entered the ship.", "Retief clambered up a narrow companionway, glanced around the interior\n of the control compartment. Dust was thick on the deck, the stanchions", "Retief looked at the four policemen. \"I see your point,\" he said.\n\n\n Fith followed him into the car, sat rigidly at the far end of the seat.", "Silently, the Groacians led the way back out through the tunnel and\n into the late afternoon sunshine. As they climbed the slope to the\n steam car, Fith came to Retief's side.", "\"I, for one, am ashamed of the high-handed tactics that were employed,\n grilling these innocent people as though they were criminals. We try\n never to reopen that wound, Mr. Retief.\"", "Retief turned. A tall Groacian vibrated his mandibles in a gesture\n of contempt. From his bluish throat coloration, it was apparent the\n creature was drunk.", "\"We'll deal with that question later,\" Retief said. \"Right now, I want\n more information. Where did you get them? Where did you hide the ship?", "The Groacian reached for him, missed. A passer-by stepped around him,\n head down, scuttled away. Retief backed into the opening to a narrow", "\"To swallow your own poison, dispenser of vileness,\" the drunk\n whispered. \"To find a proper cage for this zoo-piece.\" He wavered\n toward Retief. \"To show this one in the streets, like all freaks.\"", "\"That's my decision,\" Retief said. \"I have a job to do and we're\n wasting time.\" He crossed the room to his desk, opened a drawer and\n took out a slim-barreled needler.", "In the front seat, Shluh looked straight ahead. The loosely-sprung\n vehicle bobbed and swayed along the narrow highway. Retief listened to\n the rhythmic puffing of the motor and said nothing.\nIII", "\"To not worry,\" Retief said, irritated. \"To pour it out and let me\n decide whether I like it.\"", "Outside, Retief stood for a moment looking across at the deeply carved\n windowless stucco facades lining the street, then started off in the", "\"Alas, no. They ... died.\"\n\n\n Miss Meuhl yelped faintly.\n\n\n \"I see,\" Retief said. \"They died.\"", "Retief nodded. \"Thanks, Miss Meuhl,\" he said. \"I'll be back before\n you close the office.\" Miss Meuhl's face was set in lines of grim", "\"The cargo compartment—\" Shluh began.\n\n\n \"I've seen enough,\" Retief said.", "\"Sit down, gentlemen,\" Retief said. They resumed their seats. Miss\n Meuhl hovered nervously, then sat on the edge of a comfortless chair." ], [ "\"How did they die?\" Retief snapped. \"Did you murder them, cut their\n throats, shoot them or bury them alive? What amusing end did you figure", "\"Alas, no. They ... died.\"\n\n\n Miss Meuhl yelped faintly.\n\n\n \"I see,\" Retief said. \"They died.\"", "\"Blame it on me if it will make you feel any better,\" Retief said, \"but\n don't be fool enough to trust them.\" He pulled on a cape, opened the\n door.", "\"I, for one, am ashamed of the high-handed tactics that were employed,\n grilling these innocent people as though they were criminals. We try\n never to reopen that wound, Mr. Retief.\"", "\"Don't be a fool, woman,\" Retief said. \"Don't you see what you're\n letting yourself in for? This would be a hell of a good time for you to\n figure out whose side you're on.\"", "\"That's right,\" Retief said calmly. \"Now—\"\n\n\n \"This is absolutely the end!\" Miss Meuhl said. \"Thank heaven I've\n already—\"", "\"That's my decision,\" Retief said. \"I have a job to do and we're\n wasting time.\" He crossed the room to his desk, opened a drawer and\n took out a slim-barreled needler.", "Retief stepped around him, seized his collar and yanked. The Groacian\n fell on his back. Retief stood over him. The downed native half-rose;\n Retief put a foot against his chest and pushed.", "\"You're making a serious mistake, Shluh,\" Retief said.", "\"To swallow your own poison, dispenser of vileness,\" the drunk\n whispered. \"To find a proper cage for this zoo-piece.\" He wavered\n toward Retief. \"To show this one in the streets, like all freaks.\"", "\"The importance of my task here,\" Retief said, enunciating the glottal\n dialect with difficulty. \"My interest in local history.\"\n\n\n \"The impossibility of access to outworlders. To depart quietly.\"", "It was an hour before dawn when Retief keyed the combination to the\n safe-lock and stepped into the darkened consular office. He looked\n tired.", "The Groacian reached for him, missed. A passer-by stepped around him,\n head down, scuttled away. Retief backed into the opening to a narrow", "\"If you'll listen, you may find out,\" Retief said. \"I have no time\n to waste, Miss Meuhl. They won't be expecting an immediate move—I\n hope—and that may give me the latitude I need.\"", "Retief turned at a sound behind him. Miss Meuhl was at the door,\n reaching for the safe-lock release....\n\n\n \"Don't!\" Retief jumped—too late.", "Retief looked at the four policemen. \"I see your point,\" he said.\n\n\n Fith followed him into the car, sat rigidly at the far end of the seat.", "\"We return to the city now,\" Fith said. \"I can do no more.\"\n\n\n \"You can and you will, Fith,\" Retief said. \"I intend to get to the\n truth of this matter.\"", "\"Sit down, gentlemen,\" Retief said. They resumed their seats. Miss\n Meuhl hovered nervously, then sat on the edge of a comfortless chair.", "\"Where is that ship?\" Retief rapped out. \"You never learn, do you?\n You're still convinced you can hide the whole thing and forget it. I'm\n telling you you can't.\"", "\"To not endure such insolence!\" The Groacian advanced toward Retief.\n Retief backed away.\n\n\n \"To hold hands,\" Retief said. \"To be palsy-walsy—\"" ] ]

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