G. L. Vandenburg

Summary

G. L. Vandenburg Jubilation, U.S.A

Toryl proceeded to report this sad state of affairs to Okie and was amazed when, for the eight large coins, Okie rewarded him with twenty-four smaller ones. He went back to his companion at the one-armed bandit.
They then dropped twenty consecutive quarters into the appropriately named machine without getting so much as a single quarter in return.
"It is puzzling, is it not, Brother?"
"Yes, Sartan. From all indications it would seem to be a machine totally without purpose."
"It does consume money."
"But why would one build a machine whose sole purpose is to consume money?"
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G. L. Vandenburg Jubilation, U.S.A

Okie kept his attention riveted to the two aliens.
Toryl was busy adjusting the electro-analyzer to the best possible position.
"What if it does not respond to this machine?" Sartan wanted to know.
"I do not think the machine contains any type of metal with which we are unfamiliar. We will have a reading in one minute."
The aliens took a step backward and waited.
A sudden noise, like that of a television tube exploding, jolted everyone in the room, including Toryl and Sartan. The blackjack table emptied. Gamblers left their machines. A semi-circle of the curious formed around the two aliens.
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G. L. Vandenburg Jubilation, U.S.A

The two aliens smiled at each other. Unaccustomed to oral conversation, they exchanged thoughts.
"The crypterpreter worked incredibly fast. The language is quite simple. It would seem safe to proceed. The sign indicates friendliness," thought Toryl, the older of the two Capellans.
"Very well, Brother," replied Sartan, "though I still worry for the safety of the ship."
"Sartan, our instruments tell us that anyone who discovers the ship," Toryl explained, a trifle impatient, "will show a remarkable degree of curiosity before they display any hostility."
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