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Earth maintained an important garrison on Asteroid Y-3. Now suddenly it was imperiled with a biological impossibility–men becoming plants! Well, Corporal Westerburg, Doctor Henry Harris said gently, just why do you think you’re a plant? As he spoke, Harris glanced down again at the card on his desk. It was from the Base Commander himself, made out in Cox’s heavy scrawl: Doc, this is the lad I told you about. Talk to him and try to find out how he got this delusion. He’s from the new Garrison, the new check-station on Asteroid Y-3, and we don’t want anything to go wrong there. Especially a silly damn thing like this!
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Earth maintained an important garrison on Asteroid Y-3. Now suddenly it was imperiled with a biological impossibility–men becoming plants! Well, Corporal Westerburg, Doctor Henry Harris said gently, just why do you think you’re a plant? As he spoke, Harris glanced down again at the card on his desk. It was from the Base Commander himself, made out in Cox’s heavy scrawl: Doc, this is the lad I told you about. Talk to him and try to find out how he got this delusion. He’s from the new Garrison, the new check-station on Asteroid Y-3, and we don’t want anything to go wrong there. Especially a silly damn thing like this!