As the Nogolian jungle faded away beneath the thick cloud-bank Shaw turned and looked at Gillian, sitting quietly by his side. He reached out impulsively and took her hand, pressing it gently. He said, feeling how inadequate it was, “I’m sorry—about all that’s happened. I never thought when I ask...
The huge area of search extended from the Equator roughly up to the 60th Parallel, and from the China coast to 120 degrees West longitude; for, as Shaw had suggested, the recovery operation could be planned to take place from a ship on station, waiting for the capsule to be ditched near her. The ...
Nevertheless, the lady was London-bound, had merely forgotten to change the label. The little fat, dapper man with the bow-tie, edging closer through the crowd and trying to catch the girl’s eye, had taken a brief squint at that label because it was always handy to know a girl’s name—but after th...
The steward let down the jalousie over the square port and the sun streamed in. Shaw sat up, blinked, rubbed sleep from his eyes, reached out for his early-morning tea. Then he lit a cigarette, drew in smoke luxuriously and lay back on his pillow, hands behind his head. A ...