Stephen Marlowe

Summary

Stephen Marlowe A Place in the Sun

Only the Glory of the Galaxy’s officers in their bright new uniforms and gold braid knew the grim truth of what awaited the gleaming two-thousand ton spaceship less than twenty-four hours away at the exact center of its perihelion passage.
Something—unidentified as yet—in all the thousands of intricate things that could go wrong on a spaceship, particularly a new one making its maiden voyage, had gone wrong. The officers were checking their catalogues and their various areas of watch meticulously—and not because their own lives were at stake. In spaceflight, your own life always is at stake.
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Stephen Marlowe A Place in the Sun

We’re all going to die, Larry. I don’t want—Larry, what are you going to do?”
They had been walking in a deserted companionway which brought them to one of the aft escape hatches of the Glory of the Galaxy. Their clothing was plastered to their bodies with sweat and every breath was agonizing, furnace hot.
“I’m going outside,” Larry said quietly.
“Outside? What do you mean?”
Spacesuit, outside. There’s a hatch in the subspace room. If their attention is diverted to the companionway door, I may be able to get in. It’s our only chance—ours, and everyone’s.”
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Stephen Marlowe A Place in the Sun

Ackerman Boone cried. “Now, do we take over the ship and man those lifeboats or don’t we!”
The roar which followed his words was a decidedly affirmative one.
“These are the figures,” Admiral Stapleton said. “You can see, Mr. President, that we have absolutely no chance whatever if we man the lifeboats. We would perish as assuredly as we would if we remained with the Glory of the Galaxy in normal space.”
“Admiral, I have to hand it to you. I don’t know how you can think—in all this heat.”
“Have to, sir. Otherwise we all die.”
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