Just a little longer to wait, that’s all.Įyes, steel-gray now, stared down into eyes of tawny, gold-flecked bronze.

And if I rate Lensman’s Mate I can’t be a sissy, either. ?īecause you are you, the girl interrupted, gently. Why in all the nine hells of Valeria did I have to be a Lensman? Why couldn’t I have stayed a. You were just blasting off, Kim, and so was I. She knew what they had to face and, strong-souled woman that she was, she was quicker to face it squarely than was he. By Klono’s tungsten teeth, I won’t do it! We have a right to happiness, you and I, and we’ll. She, completely en rapport with him, had understood his every fleeting thought.

A queer enough tableau they made, these two, had any been there to see the two uniformed figures standing there so strainedly, the nurse’s two hands gripping those of the Lensman. His mind was a seething turmoil, his emotions an indescribable blend of surprise, puzzlement, and incredulity.įor moments, as Mentor did not reply, the Gray Lensman’s mind raced. What’dy’mean, ‘think’? Kinnison snapped back thoughtlessly. Think, youth, think! For know, Lensman, that upon the clarity of your thought and upon the trueness of your perception depends the whole future of your Patrol and of your Civilization more so now by far than at any time in the past.' At times, Kinnison of Tellus, we almost despair of you.

This is not merely the loose and muddy thinking of which you have all too frequently been guilty in the past, the deeply resonant, soundless voice went on,' it is simply not thinking at all. He stopped convulsively, almost in mid-stride, and at the rigid, absent awareness in his eyes Nurse MacDougall’s face went white. Stop, youth! the voice of Mentor the Arisian thundered silently, deep within the Lensman’s brain.

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