THE COSMIC COMPUTER

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"Maybe if I go out to Force Command with you, I might see something
you've overlooked. And if I can't, I'll try to scrape up some stuff on
Koshchei for you. Deep-vein scanners, that sort of thing, from the mines."

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They took the /Lester Dawes/ out at a little past noon and turned south
and east. Everybody aboard was happy?except Conn Maxwell. He was
thinking of the years and years ahead of these trusting, hopeful old
men, each year the grave of another expectation. Two hundred miles from
Force Command, the /Goblin/ met them, her sides still spalled and dented
from the hits she had taken in Barathrum Spaceport. When they came in
sight of it, the mesa-top was deserted. Fawzi began wondering where in
Nifflheim all the drilling rigs, and the seismo-trucks, were. Somebody
with a pair of binoculars called attention to activity on the side of
the high[Pg 133] butte on top of which the relay station was located.
Fawzi began swearing exasperatedly.