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Ripley
was
staring
over
at
him
.
’
You
tell
me
.
’
’
What
does
that
mean
?
’
She
wiped
blood
from
her
nose
,
sniffed
.
’
I
guess
the
alarm
went
off
by
itself
.
That
would
be
the
logical
explanation
,
wouldn
’
t
it
?
Just
a
temporary
,
slightly
coincidental
malfunction
?
’
The
science
officer
rose
,
looked
at
her
from
beneath
lowered
lids
.
She
’
d
made
certain
the
remaining
methane
cylinder
was
within
reach
before
she
’
d
spoken
.
But
Ash
made
no
move
toward
her
.
She
still
couldn
’
t
figure
him
.
If
he
was
guilty
,
he
ought
to
jump
her
while
she
was
weakened
and
Parker
was
worse
.
If
he
was
innocent
,
he
ought
to
be
mad
enough
to
do
the
same
.
He
was
doing
nothing
,
which
she
hadn
’
t
prepared
for
.
At
least
his
first
words
in
response
were
predictable
.
He
did
sound
angrier
than
usual
.
’
If
you
’
ve
got
something
to
say
,
say
it
.
I
’
m
getting
sick
of
these
constant
,
coy
insinuations
.
Of
being
accused
.
’
’
Nobody
’
s
accusing
you
.
’
’
Like
hell
.
’
He
lapsed
into
sullen
silence
.
Ripley
said
nothing
for
a
long
moment
,
then
gestured
at
Parker
.
’
Take
him
to
the
infirmary
and
get
him
patched
up
.
Leastwise
we
know
the
autodoc
can
handle
that
.
’
Ash
gave
the
engineer
a
hand
up
,
slipped
Parker
’
s
right
arm
over
his
shoulders
,
and
helped
him
down
the
corridor
.
Ash
walked
past
Ripley
without
looking
back
at
her
.
