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." I repeated, 'Twenty-two, oh-three, forty-one."
"Hmm. Let me check. In that case you must be south of Eudoxus in the
northernmost part of Mare Serenitatis. Mountains west of you?"
"Big ones."
"Caucasus range. You're lucky; you may yet live to be hanged. There are two
inhabited pressures fairly close to you;
there may be someone interested in saving you... for the pound of flesh
nearest your heart, plus ten percent."
"I'll pay."
"You surely will! And if you're rescued, don't forget to ask for your bill
from us, too; you may need us another day. All right, I'll pass the word. Hold
it. Could this be some more of your Captain Midnight nonsense? If it is, I'll
cut your liver out and toast it."
"Captain Hives, I'm sorry about that, truly I am. I was simply kidding with
my copilot and I thought my mike was cold. Should have been; I opened the
switch. One of my endless problems with this collection of scrap."
"You shouldn't kid around while maneuvering."
"I know. But- Oh, what the hell. My copilot is my bride;
today is our wedding day-just married. I've felt like laughing and joking
all day long; it's that sort of a day."
"If that is true-okay. And congratulations. But I'll expect you to prove
it, later. And my name is Marcy, not Hives. Captain Marcy Choy-Mu. I'll pass the
data along and we will try to locate you from orbit
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