THE COSMIC COMPUTER

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"A ship means something to you?" Yves Jacquemont asked.

"Yes." He told him why. "If we could get to Koshchei, we could build a
hypership of our own, and get our brandy and things to markets where we
could get a decent price for them."

"I know. I was in and out of Storisende on these owner-captain tramps
for a couple of years before I decided to retire and settle here,"
Jacquemont said. "The profit on a cargo of Poictesme brandy on Terra or
Baldur is over a thousand percent."

"Well, don't give up too soon," Nichols advised. "You can't keep the
/Harriet Barne/, of course, but you're entitled to prize-money on her,
and that ought to buy you something you could build a spaceship out of."

"That's right," Jacquemont said. "Everything else besides the frame can
be made here. Look, these pirates burned me out; except for the money I