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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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Various
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"I
would
have
made
the
journey
with
you
to
The
Master,
but
as
a
prisoner
with
the
tale
of
my
treason
written
out.
So
I
returned
and
changed
the
orders
to
the
chauffeur,
when
all
the
Master's
loyal
subjects
were
waiting
at
the
flying
field.
But
soon
it
will
occur
to
them
what
I
have
done.
They
will
come
here.
Therefore,
hasten!"
"We
want
food,"
said
Bell
evenly,
"and
arms,
but
mostly
we
want
fuel.
We'll
get
busy."
He
shed
his
coat
and
picked
up
a
hand-truck.
He
rammed
it
under
a
drum
of
gasoline
and
ran
it
to
the
walkway
nearest
to
the
floating
plane.
Coiled
against
the
wall
there
was
a
long
hose
with
a
funnel
at
its
upper
end.
In
seconds
he
had
the
hose
end
in
one
of
the
wing
fuel-tanks.
In
seconds
more
he
had
propped
the
funnel
into
place
and
was
watching
the
gasoline
gurgling
down
the
hose.
"Paula,"
he
said
curtly,
"watch
this.
When
it's
empty
roll
the
drum
away
so
I
can
put
another
in
its
place."
She
moved
quickly
beside
it,
throwing
him
a
little
smile.
She
set
absorbedly
about
her
task.
Jamison
arrived
with
another
drum
of
gas
before
the
first
was
emptied,
and
Bell
was
there
with
a
third
while
the
second
still
gurgled.
They
heaped
the
full
drums
in
place,
and
Jamison
suddenly
abandoned
his
truck
to
swear
wrathfully
and
tear
off
his
spectacles
and
fling
them
against
the
wall.
The
bushy
eyebrows
and
beard
peeled
off.
His
coat
went
down.
He
began
to
rush
loads
of
foodstuffs,
arms,
and
other
objects
to
a
point
from
which
they
could
be
loaded
on
the
plane.
Ortiz
pointed
out
the
things
he
pantingly
demanded.
Marker
Marker
Fine marker
White-out
Fine white-out
Circle
Paint
Unmarker
Hand
Scalpel
Dice
Sieve
Purify
Undo
Redo
Start over
