We're so far away from the surface of the asteroid,
I'm sure Zimbardo will never find us now." When Mark said "Zimbardo,"
the screen flashed briefly on each syllable.
"Hey!" exclaimed the Starman. The screen flashed again. "Zimbardo!" he
said again, and the screen repeated its performance. "It's voice
activated! And it recognizes Zimbardo's name!" Mark tried a series of
standard commands for voice-activated computers, but got no response to
any words other than "hey" and "Zimbardo."
"Take your time, Mark; I don't think we're in a hurry down here," said
Zip. For half an hour, Mark tried voice commands and combinations of
keyboard strokes, but made no progress.
"This place is oppressive," said one of the miners, after a long
silence. "I don't like being closed in by darkness."
"Right," said another. "On the asteroids we can see for thousands of
light years, but inside here it seems as if life is swallowed. I feel
as if I'm in something's stomach."
"Starman Foster," said George St. George. "I think we had better move
on. We need to come to the end of this giant room and get back to light
and living quarters of some kind. With all this excitement we've had, I
think the men are just about completely exfluncted."
Zip paused a moment and looked into the distance, then nodded.
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