He even strengthens my heart."
St. George smiled. Almost as if he could read Zip's mind, he added,
"Each of us has a gift according to the grace given us, which we are to
use to benefit others. If it weren't for you, we'd still be locked up
inside that room-or worse-under the control of Lurton Zimbardo. I have
my gift, and you have yours, and we both employ our gifts well. We
haven't come this far to fail now. Our success doesn't depend solely on
you, you know. Relax and just do your part. There's still a lot to do,
but the outcome isn't in doubt."
Zip smiled, and before he could say anything St. George had risen and
strolled to the window where Joe and Mark stood.
All at once, Mark pointed and cried out, "Hey, look at that! Do you see
what I see?" Several men came to the window and peered out. Zip Foster
joined them. Joe answered.
"Yes! -the asteroid's moving!"
The dark bulk of the pirates' asteroid, which had loomed so close to
them for two days, was gradually but visibly moving away. Its
silhouette had been blocking half their view of the Asteroid Belt and
the gleaming array of stars behind it, but now, even as they watched,
its profile diminished and stars were winking into view around its edge.
"They're heading out somewhere-moving that entire asteroid! I wonder
what's going on?" asked Mark.
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