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Cochrane stood when the stewardess' voice authorized the action. With / sardonic docility he unfastened his safety-belt and stepped out into the / spiral, descending aisle. It seemed strange to have weight again, even / as little as this. Cochrane weighed, on the moon, just one-sixth of what / he would weigh on Earth. Here he would tip a spring-scale at just about / twenty-seven pounds. By flexing his toes, he could jump. Absurdly, he / did. And he rose very slowly, and hovered -- feeling singularly / foolish -- and descended with a vast deliberation. He landed on the ramp / again feeling absurd indeed. He saw Babs grinning at him.
"I think," said Cochrane, "I'll have to take up toe-dancing."