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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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"Tierra
del
Fuego
again,"
muttered
Bell.
"If
we
cross
it...."
For
fifteen
minutes
the
plane
thundered
across
desolate,
rocky
hills.
Then
the
maze
of
islets
again.
Bell
scanned
them
keenly,
and
saw
a
tiny
steamer
traveling
smokily,
for
no
conceivable
reason,
among
the
scattered
bits
of
stone.
The
sea
appeared,
stretching
out
toward
infinity.
Bell
rose,
to
survey
a
wider
space.
He
swung
to
the
left,
so
that
he
was
heading
nearly
southeast,
and
went
on
down
toward
that
desolation
of
desolations,
the
stormy
cape
which
faces
the
eternal
ice
of
the
antarctic.
He
was
five
thousand
feet
up,
then,
and
scanning
sea
and
earth
and
sky....
And
suddenly
he
swung
sharply
to
the
right
and
headed
out
toward
the
open
sea.
He
felt
a
small
figure
pressing
against
his
shoulder.
Presently
fingers
closed
tightly
upon
his
sleeve.
He
glanced
down
at
Paula
and
managed
to
smile.
"There
are
some
rocks
out
there,"
he
told
her
quietly.
"Islands,
I
think,
and
Diego
Ramirez,
at
a
guess."
They
were
specks,
no
more,
but
they
were
vastly
more
distinct
from
the
plane
than
from
Mount
Beaufoy.
That
is
on
Henderson
Island
in
New
Year
Sound,
and
its
seventeen-hundred-foot
peak
was
almost
below
Bell
when
he
sighted
the
islands.
But
the
islands
have
been
seen
full
fifty
miles
from
there.
It
took
the
plane
nearly
forty
minutes
to
cover
the
space,
but
long
before
that
the
islands
had
become
distinct.
Two
tiny
groups
of
scattered
rocks,
the
whole
group
hardly
five
miles
in
length
and
by
far
the
greater
number
no
more
than
boulders
surrounded
by
sheets
of
foam
from
breakers.
Two
of
them
merited
the
name
of
islands.
The
nearer
was
high
and
bare
and
precipitous.
No
trace
of
vegetation
showed
upon
it.
The
farther
was
smaller,
and
at
its
northern
corner
a
little
cove
showed,
nearly
land-locked.
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