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the base of the17
the edge of the16
the floor of the16
floor of the crater15
this etext was produced13
uncover any evidence that13
any evidence that the13
on this publication was13
copyright on this publication13
evidence that the u13
not uncover any evidence13
research did not uncover13
this publication was renewed13
etext was produced from13
did not uncover any13
extensive research did not13
off to one side12
from time to time11
produced from worlds of11
was produced from worlds11
the face of the10
the rest of the10
the side of the10
of if science fiction9
the man in the9
to one side of9
worlds of if science9
from worlds of if9
the top of the8
he looked at the8
in the direction of8
one side of the8
base of the rocket7
for a moment before7
communicator came to life6
break in the hull6
face of the moon6
got to his feet6
the body of the6
in front of him6
the break in the6
for a long moment6
the communicator came to6
was no sign of6
there was no sign6
the end of the6
was silent for a6
underside of the ice6
of the united states6
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for a long time6
in front of you6
tip of the crescent5
in the tail section5
at the same time5
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to the edge of5
stood for a moment5
out the side port5
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he shook his head5
to the space cabin5
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his eyes from the5
was a moment of5
of the western defense5
what he had to5
at the base of5
in one of the5
the radar altimeter and5
he twisted his head5
when he had finished5
the third planet of5
got on the communicator5
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the nose of the5
the direction of the5
after a moment he5
on the floor of5
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the western defense alliance5
time was running out5
one thing was certain5
man in the moon5
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a few moments later5
to get out of5
he would have to5
the size of a5
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get out of this4
going to be close4
united states of america4
his torch over the4
it was going to4
in the space cabin4
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looked thoughtfully at the4
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a part of the4
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what are you doing4
the underside of the4
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of the space cabin4
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took a deep breath4
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the secretary of defense4
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at the radar altimeter4
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what appeared to be4
for the first time4
what do you think4
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the top of his4
a hell of a4
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are we going to4
the united states of4
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the maple hill orphanage4
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the four of them4
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