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."Tell him," he whispered,"to turn on something that describes Relax Island.""I'm not talking to him," the footwoman whispered back."He says he's reformed and if he doesn'tre-reform, I'm going to black his other eye.""You've already done him damage enough," whispered Madison."No, that was his bedroom girl.I haven't begun on him yet."Madison had the distinct sensation he was living in a madhouse.Teenie with her jabber about becomingQueen of Earth had thoroughly upset him.And now here was another woman acting up.Oh, but hismother had been right!He had the sensation that his best-laid plans were going up in smoke.He thought sadly about poorHeller-Wister as they flew across what seemed an endless sea, going further and further, as he thought,from any sensible PR approach.What the blazes did Teenie mean by "military"?Chapter 6Flick, nervously navigating and driving at ten thousand feet, looked all around: there was no land nowanywhere in sight, only heaving green sea.He pushed a button on his panel and in a screen alongside of the map, Madison read:RELAX ISLAND, formerly known to the ancients as Teon, stronghold of the since departed seapeople.Royal preserve of early Voltarian monarchs but fell into disuse fifty thousand years ago.Deededto the Royal Family of Flisten after the Treaty of Flisten.Located in the semitropical grid 18/103,Western Ocean, 883 miles from the central continent mainland.Area 305 square miles.Surrounded byvertical black cliffs 2000 to 5000 feet in height, no beaches or harbors.Highest altitude, 9056 feet, Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlMount Teon located at north end, which, though snow-capped in colder months, blocks inclementstorms.Island formed by geological upthrust of volcanic peak but volcano long since extinct.Meanannual temperature 76 degrees.First view, clouds usually clutching Mount Teon or reflective skydiscolor.Warning to fishing craft and all aerial traffic, do not attempt to land.Madison was chilled.What a bleak and awful place that must be! Black cliffs, no harbors, warning notto land.What on Earth was Teenie thinking of, coming out here?Flick leaned toward him and whispered, "I think I'm lost.You're supposed to just punch in the grids butI think this Model 99 is lost, too! I forgot to read my ground distance meter when we left the mainland.That ocean down there is full of toothers, some of them fifty feet long and if they don't get you, theairborne flying batfish will.Visibility is getting bad.Can you get permission to turn back?"Madison turned.Others had not heard Flick but the fact that he had moved caused the guard officer toglare.Teenie was deeply lost in her own thoughts, scowling.Madison said to Flick, "For heaven's sake, find the place.I'm not tackling any more women today!""Me neither," said Flick.And he began to peer to the left and right.There was a mist across the sun which made visibility poor."Haven't you got a radar?" said Madison."You mean beams? Oh, yeah, beams," and Flick hastily began to twiddle knobs.The screens stayedblank."I ain't no ocean pilot," said Flick."When I crash 'em I like to have somebody find the remains.Look at that distance meter.We've already come twenty-one hundred miles.""Wait a minute," said Madison."You're only scanning ahead.What if we already passed it?"Flick hastily twiddled more controls and shot the beams behind them.THERE WAS THE MOUNTAIN!They'd passed right over the top of it with only a hundred feet to spare! It had been hidden by morningclouds.Madison let out a gasp of relief.They had overshot by twenty miles! Flick slued the airbus around,reducing speed, dropping altitude.Instantly, the moment they changed course, their speakers boomed, "Warning, warning Model 99-3.This is Satellite Monitor Control, Planetary Defense.We have a Slaughter Warhead ready to launch.DoNOT attempt to land on Relax Island."Perspiration started up on Flick's low forehead as he hastily veered off.He grabbed a microphone."Ibeen ordered to land here!" And he hastily grabbed Madison's identoplate and pushed it in the slot."We're sorry, that won't do," said Planetary Defense."There's been no landing on Relax Island for fiftyyears, but you're not the first one to try.Clear off at once!"A hand was plucking Madison's sleeve and he turned to find the major-domo pushing something at him. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlIt was an identoplate.He passed it to Flick who withdrew Madison's and put the new one in the slot.Hishand was shaking so, he could hardly get it in."Is this a trick or something?" boomed Planetary Defense."We'll have to clear this with GovernmentCity.Stand by."Madison and Flick looked at each other in dismay.There was a pause, then, "Would Your Majesty accept our apologies? We are merely being diligent inexecuting Exterior Division orders that no one may land on Relax Island without the express approval ofYour Majesty.We bow."The major-domo grabbed the mike."Her Majesty graciously thanks your diligence and watchful eye andverifies that the order is still in force.She releases you to your duties.""We kiss the hem of her robe.Out."Flick said, "Phewww! A Slaughter Warhead! You were right, Chief, in saying this would be an awfulday." He passed Teenie's identoplate back over his shoulder to the major-domo.Madison had been electrified by the exchange.Teenie wasn't lying, for once.Even Planetary Defenseand Government City had her registered as a queen.And seconds later, he got another shock.They had dropped below the cloud layer and there, dappled inpatches of sunlight, lay the island.It was BIG! He hadn't realized that it took so much ground to make up 305 square miles.From fourthousand feet, you couldn't even take it all in.There were gentle hills and forests.There were waterfalls and rivers.There were squares of fields walledby stone on which crops were growing.There were herds of animals in meadows.And there were littlevillages with white walls nestling here and there in the brilliant verdure of folded hills.Dropping evenlower, he saw that the masses of color were flowering trees and flower gardens.He tried to compare it to any island he knew of on Earth for beauty.Tahiti? No.It was ten times that.WHAT A PARADISE!"Where do I land?" squeaked Flick."In front of the palace," pointed the major-domo.Madison saw it.It was partially up the slope of Mount Teon and so masked by flowering trees that thesize of it was obscured until they were almost landed [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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."Tell him," he whispered,"to turn on something that describes Relax Island.""I'm not talking to him," the footwoman whispered back."He says he's reformed and if he doesn'tre-reform, I'm going to black his other eye.""You've already done him damage enough," whispered Madison."No, that was his bedroom girl.I haven't begun on him yet."Madison had the distinct sensation he was living in a madhouse.Teenie with her jabber about becomingQueen of Earth had thoroughly upset him.And now here was another woman acting up.Oh, but hismother had been right!He had the sensation that his best-laid plans were going up in smoke.He thought sadly about poorHeller-Wister as they flew across what seemed an endless sea, going further and further, as he thought,from any sensible PR approach.What the blazes did Teenie mean by "military"?Chapter 6Flick, nervously navigating and driving at ten thousand feet, looked all around: there was no land nowanywhere in sight, only heaving green sea.He pushed a button on his panel and in a screen alongside of the map, Madison read:RELAX ISLAND, formerly known to the ancients as Teon, stronghold of the since departed seapeople.Royal preserve of early Voltarian monarchs but fell into disuse fifty thousand years ago.Deededto the Royal Family of Flisten after the Treaty of Flisten.Located in the semitropical grid 18/103,Western Ocean, 883 miles from the central continent mainland.Area 305 square miles.Surrounded byvertical black cliffs 2000 to 5000 feet in height, no beaches or harbors.Highest altitude, 9056 feet, Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlMount Teon located at north end, which, though snow-capped in colder months, blocks inclementstorms.Island formed by geological upthrust of volcanic peak but volcano long since extinct.Meanannual temperature 76 degrees.First view, clouds usually clutching Mount Teon or reflective skydiscolor.Warning to fishing craft and all aerial traffic, do not attempt to land.Madison was chilled.What a bleak and awful place that must be! Black cliffs, no harbors, warning notto land.What on Earth was Teenie thinking of, coming out here?Flick leaned toward him and whispered, "I think I'm lost.You're supposed to just punch in the grids butI think this Model 99 is lost, too! I forgot to read my ground distance meter when we left the mainland.That ocean down there is full of toothers, some of them fifty feet long and if they don't get you, theairborne flying batfish will.Visibility is getting bad.Can you get permission to turn back?"Madison turned.Others had not heard Flick but the fact that he had moved caused the guard officer toglare.Teenie was deeply lost in her own thoughts, scowling.Madison said to Flick, "For heaven's sake, find the place.I'm not tackling any more women today!""Me neither," said Flick.And he began to peer to the left and right.There was a mist across the sun which made visibility poor."Haven't you got a radar?" said Madison."You mean beams? Oh, yeah, beams," and Flick hastily began to twiddle knobs.The screens stayedblank."I ain't no ocean pilot," said Flick."When I crash 'em I like to have somebody find the remains.Look at that distance meter.We've already come twenty-one hundred miles.""Wait a minute," said Madison."You're only scanning ahead.What if we already passed it?"Flick hastily twiddled more controls and shot the beams behind them.THERE WAS THE MOUNTAIN!They'd passed right over the top of it with only a hundred feet to spare! It had been hidden by morningclouds.Madison let out a gasp of relief.They had overshot by twenty miles! Flick slued the airbus around,reducing speed, dropping altitude.Instantly, the moment they changed course, their speakers boomed, "Warning, warning Model 99-3.This is Satellite Monitor Control, Planetary Defense.We have a Slaughter Warhead ready to launch.DoNOT attempt to land on Relax Island."Perspiration started up on Flick's low forehead as he hastily veered off.He grabbed a microphone."Ibeen ordered to land here!" And he hastily grabbed Madison's identoplate and pushed it in the slot."We're sorry, that won't do," said Planetary Defense."There's been no landing on Relax Island for fiftyyears, but you're not the first one to try.Clear off at once!"A hand was plucking Madison's sleeve and he turned to find the major-domo pushing something at him. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlIt was an identoplate.He passed it to Flick who withdrew Madison's and put the new one in the slot.Hishand was shaking so, he could hardly get it in."Is this a trick or something?" boomed Planetary Defense."We'll have to clear this with GovernmentCity.Stand by."Madison and Flick looked at each other in dismay.There was a pause, then, "Would Your Majesty accept our apologies? We are merely being diligent inexecuting Exterior Division orders that no one may land on Relax Island without the express approval ofYour Majesty.We bow."The major-domo grabbed the mike."Her Majesty graciously thanks your diligence and watchful eye andverifies that the order is still in force.She releases you to your duties.""We kiss the hem of her robe.Out."Flick said, "Phewww! A Slaughter Warhead! You were right, Chief, in saying this would be an awfulday." He passed Teenie's identoplate back over his shoulder to the major-domo.Madison had been electrified by the exchange.Teenie wasn't lying, for once.Even Planetary Defenseand Government City had her registered as a queen.And seconds later, he got another shock.They had dropped below the cloud layer and there, dappled inpatches of sunlight, lay the island.It was BIG! He hadn't realized that it took so much ground to make up 305 square miles.From fourthousand feet, you couldn't even take it all in.There were gentle hills and forests.There were waterfalls and rivers.There were squares of fields walledby stone on which crops were growing.There were herds of animals in meadows.And there were littlevillages with white walls nestling here and there in the brilliant verdure of folded hills.Dropping evenlower, he saw that the masses of color were flowering trees and flower gardens.He tried to compare it to any island he knew of on Earth for beauty.Tahiti? No.It was ten times that.WHAT A PARADISE!"Where do I land?" squeaked Flick."In front of the palace," pointed the major-domo.Madison saw it.It was partially up the slope of Mount Teon and so masked by flowering trees that thesize of it was obscured until they were almost landed [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]