Rip Foster in Ride the Gray Planet by Harold Leland Goodwin
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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: Courtesy--With Claws CHAPTER NINETEEN: Spacefall CHAPTER TWENTY: On the Platform CHAPTER ONE Spacebound A thousand miles above Earth's surface the great space platform sped from daylight into darkness. Once every two hours it circled the earth completely, spinning along through space like a mighty wheel of steel and plastic. Through a telescope on Earth the platform looked to be a lifeless, lonely disk, but within it, hundreds of spacemen and Planeteers went about their work. In a ready room at the outer edge of the platform, a Planeteer officer faced a dozen slim, black-clad young men who wore the single golden orbits of lieutenants. This was a graduating class, already commissioned, having a final informal get-together. The officer, who wore the three-orbit insignia of a major, was lean and |
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