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There were some new faces among the crew that crowded around him as he came up the runway into the air-lock, and the _Vanguard_ rang with greeting: "Hi, Pete," or "Glad to see you again, Commander Ellsworth," depending upon how well they knew him. Peter felt a bit of nostalgia -- but only briefly. The _Vanguard_ had been both a comfortable and interesting berth; but in every man's life there were crossroads, and some of them demanded that he give up one course, however pleasant, in favor of something more promising.
And some of them, like this one, took a man just across a tall fence, and let him brush occasionally against his former existence.