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31970	Sampson, Robert	Feline Red			.txt	text/plain	6213	778	97	As Durval flew into new bursts of shouting, Scott Jerill, First Mate of As Scott stepped slowly toward it, the cat Captain Elderburg wants to blast off here day after tomorrow, and we "If you think of anything," Scott said as he turned away, "tell me. load its cargo hatches in a day, stuffing 100,000 tons of ore down in star-dappled dark of space, Scott asked: "Is there any way we can set up "You know better than that." Elderburg's eyes turned full on Scott. "We have a prior claim on this pit," Scott flared. The tall man laughed easily, his voice thin and far away in Scott's But Scott and the men of the _Bertha_ worked silently, with savage Scott slashed his blaster hard across the back of the Captain's head. suspended over his head a three-foot long cell of uranium ore, Scott "Good work, Mister Scott." Elderburg's voice was unsteady.	./cache/31970.txt	./txt/31970.txt