I think that beyond Pluto, beyond the farthest limits of the system,
a little cruiser may be fleeing into the void, controls set, racing,
perhaps, for the darkness of the Coal Sack. In the ship is a man and a
jewel. He will die, but I do not think that even in death his hand will
relax its grip on that jewel.
And the ship will go on, into the blackness which has no name.
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[Transcriber's Note: The orginal publication had no Chapter Four
heading and two Chapter Five headings. The first Chapter Five heading
has been renamed Chapter Four.]