A voice roared, "All clear! Lower away!" The great ship rocked and quivered as its jet rockets flared, forming a solid, cushioning pillar on which the _Spica_ lowered itself to the land cradle on Long Island Spaceport. "Tub!" muttered Flick Muldoon, and made a hasty grab for a case of equipment slithering across the deck.…
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