'' i would like to know who is responsible for those insulting replies to our communications officer . ' this planet is devoted to knowledge and research ! ' who said that ? '' the man in the brown toga stared at patterson , said , '' who is this other person ? '' he hooked a thumb toward coogan . '' this is vincent coogan , '' said
patterson

i know her , she 's marshmallow right through . she 'll never make it to nevada . '' '' she got out of new york and across new jersey and right now she 's in the air over pennsylvania . '' '' how do you know ? ... stupid question . okay , but she still wo n't make it to
nevada

her hair was disheveled and her white clothes stained with dirt , grass , and assorted vegetable juices . even her pale skin was hopelessly begrimed . she looked less pure . marc appeared at the side of the roaring flames carrying three sacks and marched toward luke . he was untouched by the blast . '' what happened ? '' luke demanded . marc knelt beside jan as he glared at
luke