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HE WAS damned, but not in the way he meant. All the alarm bells in his nervous system began jangling, warning as Fennery held out a paper for him to sign. It was a receipt for the _Hyperion,_ in good repair, fully loaded and cleared for the void. Fennery insisted it was but a formality.
-"Sure," said Hartwell shortly, and brushed by into the port. He wanted to have a look around before he signed anything. Things might be all right. Or they might not.