And then Oliver Meek did one of those things no one ever expected him
to do, least of all himself.
"I'll bet you my spaceship," he said, "against anything you got."
Astonished, Craney opened his hand and let him down on the floor.
"You'll what?" he roared.
"I'll bet you my spaceship," said Meek, the madness still upon him,
"that Twenty-three will beat you."