by Hal Clement
I know you paid us pretty good, but when I thought of the money that could be made on some of those worlds if we looked for something besides crazy animals and plants, I couldn’t help myself. You can let us out now; I swear we won’t try anything more — the ship won’t fly, and you say a Guard flyer is on the way. How about that?”
“I’m sorry you don’t like my hobby,” said Cunningham. “I find it entertaining; and there have been times when it was even useful, though I won’t hurt your feelings by telling you about the last one. I think I shall feel happier if the two of you stay right there in the air lock; the rescue ship should be here before many hours, and you’re fools if you haven’t food and water in your suits.”
“I guess you win, in that case,” said Malmeson.
“I think so, too,” replied Cunningham, and switched off.
First published in ASTOUNDING SCIENCE FICTION, Sept. 1945
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