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160 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1952
Excitement blazed inside me: and consciousness came of the glory of this trip we were making, the first men to head for far Centaurus, the first men to dare aspire to the stars.
The two-legged one’s adjustment to a new situation, his grasp of realities, was abnormally rapid. No Ganae could have equalled the swiftness of the reaction.
Maynard pictured himself walking along this monster-inhabited, night-enveloped island. And the shuddery thrill that came was almost pure unadulterated pleasure.
The village had to adjust to him. He doubted if he could seriously damage it, but he could try. His own need to survive must be placed on as sharp and hostile a basis as that.
Great things were expected of Venus. But not so great as this. Kilgour stopped his pacing. A race that could develop a perfect paint. anything perfect, was going to prove worth knowing.
So the little boogies have got you at last, pal. Can’t take the tension of the first attempt to land on the moon. Relax, boy, relax. We’re almost there.
’Science,� the plump man was saying, ‘has made such strides since the war that it’s already possible to foresee a time when everything we do, or use in any way, will be either completely artificial, artificially enhanced, supernatural, or better than the original.�
I wouldn’t say that we’re a superior race. We have certain qualities which apparently your people do not have.
The Yards were a suburb of Solar City, and that massive metropolis in its artificial tropical setting was a vision that had no parallel in the human-controlled part of the Galaxy. Its buildings and its parks extended to every hazy horizon.
’Mind you� - the admission came almost reluctantly - ‘they’ve got some wonderful things. The government isn’t kidding when it says that after this war we’re going to live like kings and queens.�