CHAPTER XVIII
“I’m frightened,” Copper said, twisting uncomfortably in the shock chair beside Kennon’s.
“After you have been so brave?” Kennon asked. “That’s nonsense. It’s just nervous reaction. Now web in like I showed you. It’s time for blast-off. We don’t dare wait much longer.”
“All right—but I have a feeling that this isn’t right. Something is going to go wrong.”
“I hope you don’t have precognition.” Kennon smiled. “I’ve checked everything. The ship is as good as she’ll ever be. There’s nothing more that we can do.”
“There’s one consolation,” Copper said wanly. “At we’ll die together.”
“There’s a better chance that we’ll live together.”
“I hope so.”
“Ready?” Kennon asked.