"Well, I guess I never got around to that," the mayor of Litchfield admitted. When the meeting finally adjourned, they went up and got in the car; his father lifted it straight up to thirty thousand feet and started circling. An aircar was one place where they could talk safely. "Conn, I was kind of worried, down there. You were being a little too positive. You know, you're only twenty-three. As long as you agree with those people, you're a brilliant[Pg 42] young man; you start getting ideas of your own, and you're just a half-baked kid. You let the older and wiser heads run things. You can't begin to hope to foul things up the way they can. Look at all the experience they've had." "But we've got to have a ship. Everything depends on that." "I know it does. We'll get a ship. Let Kurt Fawzi and Klem Zareff and
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