"Hello--Mr. Fort speaking; Reblong isn't able to come to the
phone." He winked at the man in the chair. "There's something wrong
with the fuel indicator. Shut off the supply for a while, will you?"
The gurgling soon stopped. Reblong watched in continued silence as
Fort disappeared again, this time taking the elevator to the bridge.
He was back again in a couple of minutes.
"Now, old man," addressing the engineer, "you can guess what I'm up
to. I'm going to navigate this cruiser alone!"
"I've set everything for the ascent. You see what I've done; if I've
made any mistakes, it means good-by for the Cobulus, for me,
and--for you!
"I leave it to your good sense to tell me if there's anything I've
overlooked." And he laid his hands on the starting-levers.
Reblong said nothing so far, such was his chagrin and wonder. But
now he evidently considered seriously what Fort had said.
"I see you mean it, Mr. Fort. And--you ought to know that once
you've cleared the landing-dock, you'll have a hard time to keep her
level unless you're up on the bridge.
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