The Martian Way and Other Stories
Sucker Bait Chapter Fourteen
A semi-sullen Captain Follenbee sought out Cimon the evening after Fawkes' second return and said in his harumphy way, "Never do, Dr. Cimon. My men are unsettled. Very unsettled."
The port shields were open. Lagrange I was six hours gone, and Lagrange II's ruddy light, deepened to crimson in setting, flushed the Captain's face and tinged his short gray hair with red.
Cimon, whose attitude toward the crew in general and the Captain in particular was one of controlled impatience, said, "What is the trouble, Captain?"
"Been here two weeks, Earth time. Still no one leaves without suits. Always irradiate before you come back. Anything wrong with the air?"
"Not as far as we know."
"Why not breathe it then?"
"Captain, that's for me to decide."
The flush on the Captain's face became a real one. He said, "My papers say I don't have to stay if ship's safety is endangered. A frightened and mutinous crew is something I don't want"
"Can't you handle your own men?"
"Within reason."
"Well, what really bothers them? This is a new planet and we're being cautious. Can't they understand that?"
"Two weeks and still cautious. They think we're hiding something. And we are. You know that. Besides, surface leave is necessary. Crew's got to have it. Even if it's just on a bare rock a mile across. Gets them out of the ship. Away from the routine. Can't deny them that."
"Give me till tomorrow," said Cimon contemptuously.
The port shields were open. Lagrange I was six hours gone, and Lagrange II's ruddy light, deepened to crimson in setting, flushed the Captain's face and tinged his short gray hair with red.
Cimon, whose attitude toward the crew in general and the Captain in particular was one of controlled impatience, said, "What is the trouble, Captain?"
"Been here two weeks, Earth time. Still no one leaves without suits. Always irradiate before you come back. Anything wrong with the air?"
"Not as far as we know."
"Why not breathe it then?"
"Captain, that's for me to decide."
The flush on the Captain's face became a real one. He said, "My papers say I don't have to stay if ship's safety is endangered. A frightened and mutinous crew is something I don't want"
"Can't you handle your own men?"
"Within reason."
"Well, what really bothers them? This is a new planet and we're being cautious. Can't they understand that?"
"Two weeks and still cautious. They think we're hiding something. And we are. You know that. Besides, surface leave is necessary. Crew's got to have it. Even if it's just on a bare rock a mile across. Gets them out of the ship. Away from the routine. Can't deny them that."
"Give me till tomorrow," said Cimon contemptuously.
