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the world with a thousand moons
chapter 1: thrill cruise
by edmond ham ton
lance kenniston for the cold reaction of failure as he came out of the building into the sharp chill of the martian night. he stood for a moment, his loan, drawn face haggard in the light of the two hurting moons.
he looked hopelessy across the dark spaceport. it was a large one, for this ancient town of syrtis was the main port of mars. the forked light of the flying moons showed many ships docked on the farmac-a big liner, several freighters, a small
shining cruiser and other small craft and for lack of one of those ships, his hopes were ruined!
a squat brawny gure in shapeless space-jacket came to kenniston's side. it was halk or the jovian who had been waiting for him.
"what luck? " asked the jovian in a rumbling whisper
"it's hopeless kenniston answered heavily. there isn't a small cruiser to be had at any price. the meteor miners buy up all small ships here."
*the devi muttered holir odismayed. "what are we going to do? go on to earth and get a cruiser there?
"we can't do that." kenniston answered "you know weve got to get back to that asteroid within two weeks. weve got to get a ship here."
desperation made kenniston's voice aut. his loan, hard face was bleak with knowledge of disastrous failure.
the big jovian scratched his head. in the shifting moonlight his battered green face expressed ignorant perplety as he stared across the busy spaceport.
"that shiny little cruiser there would be just the thing." hol or muttered, looking at the gleaming, torpedo-shaped craft nearby. it would hold all the stuff we've got to take and with robot controls we two could run it."
"we haven't a chance to get that craft kenniston told him. i found out that it's under charter to a bunch of earth youngsters who came out here in it for a pleasure cruise. a girl named loring, heiress to loring radium, is the head of the p
the jovian swore. just the ship we need, and a lot of spoiled kids are using it for thril-hunting! "
kenniston had an idea "it might be," he said slowly that they're tired of the cruise by this time and would sell us the craft. i think i go up to the terra hotel and see this loring girl
sure, let's try it anyway." hol or agreed.
with the jovian clumping along beside him, kenniston made his way from the spaceport across the ancient martian city
read the following lines from the text:
in the shifting moonlight his battered green face expressed ignorant perplexity as he stared across the busy spaceport.
select the correct meaning of the word battered.
clean
pristine
scared
pleasant