Adventures in the Far Future & Tales of Outer Space — page 317: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Braced by four lashed lines which ended in eyebolts, Gedso was standing before the ports, busy with a big shiny box from which came a loud and continual sequence of clicks. Beyond Gedso, Blufore could see the towering vaguenesses of the “outside” and the aspect of this, combined with the space sickness caused by the violent and unsteady motion of the tiny craft, made Blufore very sorry for himself. “Go back!” he whimpered. “Go back before we are tom apart!” Stewie said, “Shall | hit him?” Gedso was too intent on his work to answer. Blufore subsided and resigned himself to an agonizing doom. He knew so well that two out of every three space freighters sent back from the Crystal Mines never arrived at all, were never heard from again, and it was thought that they vanished while traversing the Black Nebula. His only hope was that they would return to the mines in a short while. And then the ports went dark and stayed dark. They were within the Black Nebula. Blufore fainted, both from ilIness and terror. He had no means of Knowing how long they were inside the darkness for they were in the light when he came around. They could not have gone through for that would have taken many, many hours. Perhaps now they were going back to the mines. Perhaps even yet they might return alive from this. Then horror struck him down again. They swooped into a turn and the dread black mists shut off the light anew. From along way off Blufore heard the series of clicks and opened his eyes to the yellow hurricane once more. “Want to go through again?” said Stewie to Gedso. “One more time. | think we might possibly get some results if we keep it up long enough.” CORniclooo SS CO