"I guess I'd better stand by the power deck while we maneuver," said
Shinny. "We wanta stay hidden until Loring and Mason get that thing
ready."
Roger nodded, and Shinny disappeared.
Maneuvering cautiously, Roger brought the _Space Devil_ around to the
night side of Tara opposite to the landing site of the _Polaris_.
Four hours later Loring and Mason came out of the reactant chamber
carrying a small lead box. They placed it gently on the deck and began
taking off their lead suits. Roger and Shinny stared at the box.
"There she is," said Loring. "Not much to look at, but there's enough
juice in there to blast the _Polaris_ into space junk!"
"Wait a minute, Loring!" said Roger. "There'll be no killing! No one
gets hurt!"
"Got a squeamish stomach, eh, kid?" Loring laughed. He slapped Mason on
the back. "Our little Space Cadet is suddenly worrying about his
friends. The same friends that wanted to send him away to the prison
asteroid."
"Blast the ship if you want," said Roger coldly, "but don't hurt the
crew!"
"Listen, Manning!" snarled Loring. "If the crew gets hurt it ain't my
fault.
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