TOURS
ALL
POINTS OF
INTEREST
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[Illustration: "A HOLE IN DER SEAT OF DER BANTS TO AGGOMODATE DER
TAIL." ]
"Ogay, Mitkey. Such shall be ready for you in fife minutes."
So they compromised by refueling Mitkey's rocket with something that
would cancel out the million and a quarter odd miles he would have to
travel. That secret they didn't have to worry about, because the fuel
would be gone by the time the rocket landed.
Day of departure.
"Ve haff done our best, Mitkey, to set und time der rocket so it vill
land on or near der spot from vhich you left Earth. But you gannot
eggspect agguracy in a voyach so long as this. But you vill land near.
The rest iss up to you. Ve haff equvipped the rocket ship for effery
contingency."
"Thank you, Herr Klarloth, Herr Bemj. Gootbye."
"Gootbye, Mitkey. Ve hate to loose you."
"Gootbye, Mitkey."
"Gootbye, gootbye...."