; send him in. Magee was greeted with a babble of boisterous welcome. You've got yourself a job, boy. The arrival of Earthmen had caused them to readjust their concept of the cosmos a little, but there was reason to believe that their revised explanation was no closer to the truth.
Even Francis looked interested. And, by direct derivation, according to the sort of logic that lawyers like, the various owners of that belt of land have title-good vendable title-to the Moon somehow lodged collectively in them. Well-all right. Let them kill a scapegoat occasionally for cathartic, release.
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