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as you're told, _when_ you're told to do it and _not_ when you want to do it! Is that clear?" "Yes, sir," said Alfie meekly. He saluted and returned to the radar deck. "Corbett!" snapped Connel. "If I should appear to be losing control of myself when addressing Cadet Higgins, you have my official permission to restrain me. Use force if necessary!" Tom bit his lip to keep from laughing and managed to mumble "Yes, sir." He turned quickly to the control board and began focusing on the planet lying dead ahead of the decelerating spaceship. They had been slowing down for several days, since their speed with the added hyperdrive had been increased greatly. The young cadet adjusted the last dial and the blue-green planet sprang into clear sharp focus on the screen. "Why," gasped Tom. "Sir, look! It's just like Earth!" "In more ways than one, Corbett," replied Connel. "What's our range?" "I'd say we're close enough to reduce thrust to a quarter regular space speed, sir." "Very well," said Connel. "Now look to the right on the screen. See that small dark patch over there in the middle of the planet?" "Yes, sir," replied Tom. "That's where we want to touch down," said Connel. "You stay here on the control deck and maneuver the ship closer in while I go to the radar deck and contact Space Academy on the transmitter. I've got to report that we expect to land soon." "Very well, sir," said Tom. He turned and flipped the intercom switch. "Control deck to power deck," he said. "Check in, Astro." "Power deck here," replied Astro. "What's up, Tom?" "We just got our first good look at Tara. She's dead ahead. Major Connel's going to contact Space Academy, and I'm going to maneuver into our preliminary glide. Stand by for course changes." "Make it an easy touchdown. I wanta get home, you know," replied Astro good-naturedly. "O.K.," said Tom. "Better bring her down to one-quarter space speed." "Hyper or regular?" asked Astro. "Regular!" yelled Tom. "You give me a quarter on hyper and we'll go right through that planet!" "One-quarter regular space speed," replied Astro. Tom adjusted his controls for the speed reduction, while keeping his eyes on the teleceiver screen. He watched the planet grow larger before his eyes, and the terrain become more distinct. He could see two large oceans, the green-blue of the water reflecting the sunlight of Alpha Centauri brilliantly. Nearer and nearer the _Polaris_ plu
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