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"
Tush
.
"
The
old
woman
winked
glitteringly
.
"
Who
are
you
to
question
what
happens
?
Here
we
are
.
What
’
s
life
,
anyway
?
Who
does
what
for
why
and
where
?
All
we
know
is
here
we
are
,
alive
again
,
and
no
questions
asked
.
A
second
chance
.
"
She
toddled
over
and
held
out
her
thin
wrist
.
"
Feel
.
"
The
captain
felt
.
"
Solid
,
ain
’
t
it
?
"
she
asked
.
He
nodded
.
"
Well
,
then
,
"
she
said
triumphantly
,
"
why
go
around
questioning
?
"
"
Well
,
"
said
the
captain
,
"
it
’
s
simply
that
we
never
thought
we
’
d
find
a
thing
like
this
on
Mars
.
"
"
And
now
you
’
ve
found
it
.
I
dare
say
there
’
s
lots
on
every
planet
that
’
ll
show
you
God
’
s
infinite
ways
.
"
"
Is
this
Heaven
?
"
asked
Hinkston
.
"
Nonsense
,
no
.
It
’
s
a
world
and
we
get
a
second
chance
.
Nobody
told
us
why
.
But
then
nobody
told
us
why
we
were
on
Earth
,
either
.
That
other
Earth
,
I
mean
.
The
one
you
came
from
.
How
do
we
know
there
wasn
’
t
another
before
that
one
?
"
"
A
good
question
,
"
said
the
captain
.
Lustig
kept
smiling
at
his
grandparents
.
"
Gosh
,
it
’
s
good
to
see
you
.
Gosh
,
it
’
s
good
.
"
The
captain
stood
up
and
slapped
his
hand
on
his
leg
in
a
casual
fashion
.
"
We
’
ve
got
to
be
going
.
Thank
you
for
the
drinks
.
"
"
You
’
ll
be
back
,
of
course
,
"
said
the
old
people
.
"
For
supper
tonight
?
"
