Adventures in the Far Future & Tales of Outer Space — page 77: what you’re looking at

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“We've got to try,” Collins said coldly. “I tell you, those engines couldn’t have failed! They were tampered with, shut off! If one man can turn them off, another can turn them on.” He paused. “Ill kill any man who stands in my way.” “I’m on your side, old boy,” Malcolm said, and didn’t smile. Collins shot him a glance and then relaxed a little. “Sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to strike any heroic poses.” Malcolm shrugged. “You lead,” he said. “Ill follow.” “No, that won't do,” Collins pointed out. “You pick a detail and stay back here—we may not come back, you know. Set the controls, and make certain that the gravity is adjusted to not more than one-fifth Earth-normal. Understand?” “Righto,” said Malcolm, and moved off about his task. “Webb, Renaldo, Echols—you older men who learned your science from the captain—are you with me?” The men smiled their assent. One muttered something that sounded suspicious like “At last” and went to get his equipment. Spirit and enthusiasm, as though kindled out of the very air, needing only an initial spark, filled the chamber. Collins soun Owens around and twisted the man’s arm up behind his back. “O.K.,” he whispered. “Let’s go.” Lanson hesitated. “Now?” “Now,” said Collins flatly. “We can pick up weapons and synthetics on the way.” Quite suddenly, Owens twisted himself loose. He floated there before them, his keen eyes flashing. “Fools!” he said clearly. “He would lead you all into death. We would be butchered before we even drew near my people’s world. Do you think that my people are imbeciles, that you can simply move in and succeed where all others have failed? Your leader is a fool!” Collins icily hit the man again in the face. Owens just laughed at him, wiping the blood away with his hand. CORniclooo SS CO