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He
could
hardly
breathe
.
His
lips
were
blue
.
"
You
know
,
"
he
said
as
the
doctor
placed
a
stethoscope
to
him
,
"
it
’
s
as
if
I
kept
alive
all
these
years
just
for
this
day
,
and
now
you
’
re
here
to
take
me
back
to
Earth
,
I
’
m
satisfied
and
I
can
just
lie
down
and
quit
.
"
"
Here
.
"
The
doctor
handed
him
a
yellow
pellet
.
"
We
’
d
better
let
you
rest
.
"
"
Nonsense
.
Just
let
me
sit
a
moment
.
It
’
s
good
to
see
all
of
you
.
Good
to
hear
new
voices
again
.
"
"
Is
the
pellet
working
?
"
"
Fine
.
Here
we
go
!
"
They
walked
on
up
the
hill
.
"
Alice
,
come
see
who
’
s
here
!
"
Hathaway
frowned
and
bent
into
the
hut
.
"
Alice
,
did
you
hear
?
"
His
wife
appeared
.
A
moment
later
the
two
daughters
,
tall
and
gracious
,
came
out
,
followed
by
an
even
taller
son
.
"
Alice
,
you
remember
Captain
Wilder
?
"
