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on the table in the tiny laboratory. He
was still breathing, but Simon knew
that it would not be for long.
The laboratory of the Comet, for all
its cramped size, was fitted with
medical equipment comparable to
most hospitals-most of it designed for
its particular purpose by Simon
himself, and by Curt Newton. It had
been used many times before for the
saving of lives. Now the two of them,
Simon and Curt together, worked
feverishly to save Keogh.
Curt wheeled a marvellously
compact adaptation of the Fraser unit
into place.
Within seconds the tubes were
clamped into Keogh's arteries and the
pumps were working, keeping the
blood flowing normally, feeding in a
stimulant solution directly to the heart.
The oxygen unit was functioning.
Presently Curt nodded.
"Pulse and respiration normal. Now
let's have a look at the brain."
He swung the ultrafluoroscope
into position and switched it on.
Simon looked into the screen,
hovering close to Curt's shoulder.
"The frontal lobe is torn beyond
repair," he said. "See the tiny barbs on
that dart? Deterioration of the cells
has already set in."
Harker spoke from the doorway.
"Can't you do something? Can't you
save him?" He stared into Curt's face
for a moment, and then his head
dropped forward and he said dully,
"No, of course you can't. I knew it
when he was hit."
All the strength seemed to run out
of him. He leaned against the door, a
G
man tired and beaten and sad beyond
endurance.
"It's bad enough to lose a friend.
But now everything he fought for is
lost, too. The fanatics will win, and
they'll turn loose something that will
destroy not only the Earthmen here,