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"
Here
we
are
,
"
he
said
.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
look
at
that
!
"
He
pointed
.
"
Look
at
that
sign
.
SAM
’
S
HOT
DOGS
!
Ain
’
t
that
beautiful
,
Elma
?
"
"
Sure
,
Sam
,
"
said
his
wife
.
"
Boy
,
what
a
change
for
me
.
If
the
boys
from
the
Fourth
Expedition
could
see
me
now
.
Am
I
glad
to
be
in
business
myself
while
all
the
rest
of
them
guys
’
re
off
soldiering
around
still
.
We
’
ll
make
thousands
,
Elma
,
thousands
.
"
His
wife
looked
at
him
for
a
long
time
,
not
speaking
.
"
Whatever
happened
to
Captain
Wilder
?
"
she
asked
finally
.
"
That
captain
that
killed
that
guy
who
thought
he
was
going
to
kill
off
every
other
Earth
Man
,
what
was
his
name
?
"
"
Spender
,
that
nut
.
He
was
too
damn
particular
.
Oh
,
Captain
Wilder
?
He
’
s
off
on
a
rocket
to
Jupiter
,
I
hear
.
They
kicked
him
upstairs
.
I
think
he
was
a
little
batty
about
Mars
too
.
Touchy
,
you
know
.
He
’
ll
be
back
down
from
Jupiter
and
Pluto
in
about
twenty
years
if
he
’
s
lucky
.
That
’
s
what
he
gets
for
shooting
off
his
mouth
.
And
while
he
’
s
freezing
to
death
,
look
at
me
,
look
at
this
place
!
"
This
was
a
crossroads
where
two
dead
highways
came
and
went
in
darkness
.
Here
Sam
Parkhill
had
flung
up
this
riveted
aluminum
structure
,
garish
with
white
light
,
trembling
with
jukebox
melody
.
He
stooped
to
fix
a
border
of
broken
glass
he
had
placed
on
the
footpath
.
He
had
broken
the
glass
from
some
old
Martian
buildings
in
the
hills
.
"
Best
hot
dogs
on
two
worlds
!
First
man
on
Mars
with
a
hot
-
dog
stand
!
The
best
onions
and
chili
and
mustard
!
You
can
’
t
say
I
’
m
not
alert
.
Here
’
s
the
main
highways
,
over
there
is
the
dead
city
and
the
mineral
deposits
.
Those
trucks
from
Earth
Settlement
101
will
have
to
pass
here
twenty
-
four
hours
a
day
!
Do
I
know
my
locations
,
or
don
’
t
I
?
"
His
wife
looked
at
her
fingernails
.
"
You
think
those
ten
thousand
new
-
type
work
rockets
will
come
through
to
Mars
?
"
she
said
at
last
.
