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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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Bell
descended
steeply.
The
big
plane
plunged
wildly
in
the
air
eddies
about
the
taller
island
at
five
hundred
feet,
but
steadied
and
went
winging
on
down
lower,
and
lower....
The
waves
between
the
two
islands
were
not
high,
but
the
seaplane
alighted
with
a
mighty,
a
tremendous
splashing,
and
Bell
navigated
it
grimly
though
clumsily
into
the
mouth
of
the
cove.
There
a
small
beach
showed.
He
went
very
slowly
toward
it.
Presently
he
swung
abruptly
about.
A
wing
tip
float
grounded
close
to
the
shore.
The
motors
cut
off
and
left
a
thunderous
silence.
Bell
climbed
atop
the
cabin
and
let
go
the
anchor.
"We're
here,"
he
said
shortly.
"Bring
The
Master
and
we'll
go
ashore."
The
catwalk
painted
on
the
lower
wing
guided
them.
Bell
jumped
to
the
rocks
first,
and
stumbled,
and
then
rose
to
lift
Paula
down
and
take
The
Master's
small,
frail
body
from
Jamison's
arms.
"You
looked
for
a
gun?"
asked
Bell
"He'd
nothing
to
fight
with,"
said
Jamison
heavily.
He
had
been
facing
the
same
problem
Bell
had
worked
on
desperately,
and
had
found
no
answer.
But
he
shuddered
a
little
as
he
looked
about
the
island.
There
was
nothing
in
sight
but
rock.
No
moss.
No
lichens.
Not
even
stringy
grass
or
the
tufty
scrub
bushes
that
seemed
able
to
grow
anywhere.
Bell
untied
The
Master,
carefully
but
without
solicitude.
The
little
man
sat
up,
and
brushed
himself
off
carefully,
and
arranged
himself
in
a
comfortable
position.
"I
am
an
old
man,"
said
The
Master
in
mild
reproach.
"You
might
at
least
have
given
me
a
cushion
to
sit
upon."
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