He exchanged challenges with Zeb and myself-and then the old fool wanted to chat. 'Seventeen,' Van Huysen added at once. Do you know why we have to have a monopoly, for a few years at least? Because every so-and-so and his brother is going to want to build a Moon ship, now that they know it can be done. He must have scared a lot of coyotes-I know he frightened me.
I should have squawked and brought pressure and made a hairy nuisance of myself until you allotted fuel to get rid of me. I could see men with white armbands, the only uniform we had allowed ourselves for M-Hour-but not all the violence came from our brethren in the armbands. We have no place for the man who wants to give orders but who won't clean the privy. He picked it up.
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