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"
Yes
.
"
"
And
how
long
has
he
been
out
?
"
"
Five
hours
now
.
"
Silence
!
This
was
a
devil
of
a
situation
.
Here
they
were
,
on
Mercury
exactly
twelve
hours-and
already
up
to
the
eyebrows
in
the
worst
sort
of
trouble
.
Mercury
had
long
been
the
jinx
world
of
the
System
,
but
this
was
drawing
it
rather
strong
--
even
for
a
jinx
.
Powell
said
,
"
Start
at
the
beginning
,
and
let
's
get
this
straight
.
"
They
were
in
the
radio
room
now
--
with
its
already
subtly
antiquated
equipment
,
untouched
for
the
ten
years
previous
to
their
arrival
.
Even
ten
years
,
technologically
speaking
,
meant
so
much
.
Compare
Speedy
with
the
type
of
robot
they
must
have
had
back
in
2005
.
But
then
,
advances
in
robotics
these
days
were
tremendous
.
Powell
touched
a
still
gleaming
metal
surface
gingerly
.
The
air
of
disuse
that
touched
everything
about
the
room
--
and
the
entire
Station
--
was
infinitely
depressing
.
Donovan
must
have
felt
it
.
He
began
:
"
I
tried
to
locate
him
by
radio
,
but
it
was
no
go
.
Radio
is
n't
any
good
on
the
Mercury
Sunside
--
not
past
two
miles
,
anyway
.
That
's
one
of
the
reasons
the
First
Expedition
failed
.
And
we
ca
n't
put
up
the
ultrawave
equipment
for
weeks
yet
-
"
"
Skip
all
that
.
What
did
you
get
?
"
"
I
located
the
unorganized
body
signal
in
the
short
wave
.
It
was
no
good
for
anything
except
his
position
.
I
kept
track
of
him
that
way
for
two
hours
and
plotted
the
results
on
the
map
.
"
