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throat and gave forth. "With this wonderful ship, the forerunner of many more to come, we are about to establish authority over our faraway kith and kin in their interest as well as in ours. While the opportunity exists and before it is too late we are going to create a cosmic empire of enormous strength and vast magnitude." Cheers. "There is no knowing what formidable antagonists our own lifeform may be called upon to file:///F|/rah/Eric%20Frank%20Russel/Russell,%2...0The%20Great%20Explosion%20(v1.0)%20(html).html (5 of 218) [8/28/03 12:57:03 PM] file:///F|/rah/Eric%20Frank%20Russel/Russell,%20Eric%20Frank%20-%20%20The%20Great%20Explosion%20(v1.0)%20(html).html meet at any time in the future and before that happens Earth must reclaim its own so that we can present a common front to the foe. The galaxy contains a multitude of hidden secrets some of which may prove perilous in the extreme when revealed. Together we shall face them and defeat them as Terrans always have done." Cheer. "United we stand, divided we fall. Now is the time to bring our distant parts into unity with the mother world." He continued in this strain for half an hour, yakitty-yak, yakitty-yak, punctuated by applause. Typically he overdid it to the point of trying to convince himself of the righteousness of his cause. He was full of sherry and in a garrulous mood. The members of the audience grew restless, their cheers became strangled by boredom. They had come solely to witness the ship's departure and this gabby fat man was delaying the ship's departure and this gabby fat man was delaying the Eventually he finished with a gracious word of praise for God, waved to the audience, bowed to the cameras, tramped up the last open gangway and entered the ship. The airlock closed. A minute later a siren sounded. Without a sound or any visible output of power the ship went up, slowly at first, then faster, faster. It vanished through the clouds. On board Tenth Engineer Harrison said to Sixth Engineer Fuller, "You heard that speech. What if these kinfolk among the stars don't want to be loved by the mother world?" "Any reason why they shouldn't?" Fuller countered. "Not that I can think of right now." "Then why dig up imaginary worries? Haven't you got enough of your own?" "Yes, I've got one," Harrison admitted. He was a small monkeyish man with protruding ears. "My bike-I'd better tend to it." "Your what?" exclaimed Fuller, gaping at him. |
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