"
"I know," responded Zip, with his characteristic furrowed brow. "We're
caught between taking a chance on being recaptured by the pirates and
depleting the food. We'll run out of supplies in a couple of days."
"I know-and the closest base is roughly four days away, depending on
how speedy this beauty proves to be. But we'll make it." Joe went off
to visit with Mark, who was gazing out of the window at the immense
spread of the Milky Way.
George St. George came up to Zip, who was sitting alone at a table,
doing nothing but staring down at his hands. He sat down opposite him;
when Zip looked up, the miner smiled.
"You've brought us back into the heavens, young Mr. Starman," he said,
"so you've got no reason to be covered with gloom. You won't get us to
safety now any faster by worrying."
Zip pursed his lips and looked into St. George's eyes. "The man seems
to be protected by a shield of innocence all around him," he thought.
"His base was destroyed, he and his men were captured and taken into a
massive iron asteroid by the Solar System's greatest enemy, and now
he's floating in the void with only two days' food left, and he's still
calm and trying to encourage me the way he encourages his men. Who is
the real leader of these men? I make the decisions, but he strengthens
their hearts.
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