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40 THE MOON IS HEAVEN who is doing his best to disperse it down to the plain. You discover that Schnabel is going down with each load to guide it and then coming back for the next. You start to revise your ideas about him. It nearly comes to a fight when Clavier insists on giving Schnabel a rest, but things iron out in the end and the rest of the equipment gets carried down. Then you all follow it. Again Schnabel turns up trumps by making Leeson go down by rope, saying that he, Schnabel, has been up and down enough times now to know his way. Anyway he’ll have to be up here quite a bit, working on the air-lock. You all assemble around Atah on the edge of the plain. ‘‘T think we ought to remain here,’’ he says, ‘* Partly to enable Schnabel to get up and down without a long walk to base. And partly because there’s more likely to be snow in the crevices nearby than out on the plain!”’ “ True,’’ Clavier agrees. ‘‘ True. And we will be wiser to drill here, too. This is where the reservoirs are likely to be, as you say.”’ ‘‘ Drill,’’ says Atah, looking up at the sky. ‘‘ We can’t start that until the trailers arrive. They should be here soon. Let’s get started on that dome. I hate these suits!’’ comicbooks.com