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63473	Hinckley, Lyman D.	Dust Unto Dust			.txt	text/plain	4936	594	91	Martin led Wass, and the gangling, scarecrow-like Rodney, through the "Hey, Martin!" Rodney called through his helmet radio. Three feet from the edge of the city Martin stopped and stubbed at the Martin and Rodney started slowly down the wide metal "Martin!" Wass' voice came through the receivers in both their radios. Wass said, more quietly, "Remember that metal band? Martin clapped a hand on Rodney's shoulder again, starting him moving, "No go," Martin said to Wass. Walking with Rodney, Martin heard Wass' voice, flat and metallic Wass said coldly, "He's right, Martin." Wass stared down at the metal street, as if he could look through it. Martin adjusted his torch, began to lead the way down the metal ramp. After a time he said, "Rodney, Wass, it's dust, down there. Looking up, Martin saw Wass above Rodney. "All right, Wass," Martin said quietly, as Rodney released the rope and	./cache/63473.txt	./txt/63473.txt