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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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Various
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As
Kendrick
stepped
from
the
cabin
and
helped
Marjorie
down,
a
tall,
distinguished-looking
man
with
graying
hair
and
close-cropped
mustache
came
hurrying
toward
them.
"Daddy!"
she
cried,
rushing
into
his
arms.
"Oh,
Daddy--Daddy!"
Even
without
this
demonstration.
Kendrick
would
have
recognized
Henderson
Blake
from
pictures
he
had
seen
recently
in
the
papers.
Now
he
was
introduced,
and
Blake
was
gripping
his
hand
warmly.
"I
don't
quite
know
what
this
is
all
about,
Professor,"
he
heard
the
great
financier
say.
"Marjorie's
telegram
last
night
was
as
cryptic
as
it
was
over-joying.
But
I
do
know
that
I
owe
you
a
deep
debt
of
gratitude."
"Yes,
and
you
owe
our
pilot
about
a
thousand
dollars,
too!"
put
in
the
daughter
of
the
house,
clinging
to
her
father's
arm.
"Please
give
him
a
check--then
we'll
go
inside
and
I'll
explain
all
about
it."
"A
matter
very
much
easier
dispatched
than
my
debt
to
Professor
Kendrick,"
said
Blake,
complying.
The
check
was
for
two
thousand,
not
one,
the
pilot
saw
when
he
received
it.
"Thank
you
very
much,
sir!"
he
said,
saluting.
"Don't
mention
it.
Good
night--and
good
luck
to
you!"
The
pilot
returned
to
his
plane,
it
lifted
from
the
lawn,
droned
off
into
the
twilight.
Then
they
approached
the
cool
white
villa
that
stood
invitingly
a
hundred
yards
or
so
away
beyond
sunken
gardens.
As
they
neared
it,
a
handsome,
well-preserved
woman
whose
face
reflected
Marjorie's
own
beauty
came
toward
them.
Lines
of
suffering
were
still
evident
around
her
sensitive
mouth,
but
her
dark
eyes
were
radiant.
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