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She dimpled. We were chatting via our suit talkies but I could see her
dimples right through her helmet by a happy chance of light. "And I'm going to
do the same for my man, using my family share. But Mama says that I should not
grab the first boy who's willing-as if I would!-and not to hurry or worry even
if I'm still an old maid at eighteen. And I won't. He's got to be as good a man
as Papa is."
I thought privately that it might be a long search. Jinx Henderson ne John
Black Eagle is quite a man.
When at last we could see the Lucky Dragon parking lot, it was nearly
sundown-in Istanbul, that is, as anyone could see by looking. Earth was almost
due south of us and quite high, about sixty degrees; its terminator ran through
the north desert of Africa and on up through the Greek Isles and Turkey. The Sun
was still low in the sky, nine or ten degrees and rising. There would be nearly
fourteen days more sunlight at Lucky Dragon before the next long dark. I asked
Gretchen whether or not she intended to drive straight back.
"Oh, no," she assured me. "Mama wouldn't like that. I'll stay
overnight-bedroll there in the back-and start back fresh tomorrow. After you
folks catch your bus."
I said, "That isn't necessary, Gretchen. Once we're inside this pressure
and can turn our suits back to you, there's no reason for you to wait."
"Mr. Richard, are you yearning to have me spanked?"
"You? 'Spanked'? Why, your father wouldn't do that
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