The cadet in charge of the hangar pocket in the Randolph looked Tex over in disgust. "Why didn't you pack it inside your suit?"
"Uh, I just didn't think of it, sir."
"Hummph! Next time you will, no doubt. Go on inside and" place yourself on the report for 'gross untidiness in uniform.' And clean up that suit."
"Aye, aye, sir."
Pete was in their suite when they got back. He came out of his cubicle. "Have fun? Gee, I wish I hadn't had the duty."
"You didn't miss much," said Oscar.
Tex looked from one to the other. "Gee, fellows, I'm sorry I ruined your liberty."
"Forget it," said Oscar. "Terra Station will still be there next month."
"That's right," agreed Matt, "but see here, Tex-tell us the truth. That was the first drink you ever had-wasn't it?"
Tex looked shame-faced. "Yes . . . my folks are all temperance-except my Uncle Bodie."