Reblong, as
Smith watched, continued to operate the engines during about two
hundred miles of flight; then Fort, having shown one of his new
comrades how to steer, came down to the instruments, leading the
force of cleaners whom he had kidnaped.
"Thanks very much," to Reblong, in the voice of a man who was having
the time of his life. "I dare say you feel a little sour about this;
but later on you can have the satisfaction of having helped, even
though against your will."
"What are you going to do now?" Reblong wanted to know as the
athlete released him from his chair. The other Capellans were
content to stare and listen.
The strange glint came back into Fort's eyes. "It's up to you,
folks!" And he explained the situation, making it clear that they,
the cruiser's workmen, would not dare return and tell the truth, for
fear of punishment for disloyalty. In the end the Cobulus was
halted, and Reblong and the rest were set down in an unsettled
mountain country, with enough supplies to last a year.
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