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The Martian gestured with a reptilian arm toward the ladder.
Allan Randall stared at the man before him. "And that's why you sent for me, Milton?" he finally asked.
There was a moment's silence, in which Randall's eyes moved as though uncomprehendingly from the face of Milton to those of the two men beside him. The four sat together at the end of a roughly furnished and electric-lit living-room, and in that momentary silence there came in to them from the outside night the distant pounding of the Atlantic upon the beach. It was Randall who first spoke again.via the TL;DR App
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