“It won’t happen that quickly. The design must be right and we won’t be taking any chances at all. Once was enough — more than enough. And the we includes Stan Yasumura. You would have to club him to keep him off the project. He’ll be working on the project as soon as he is off crutches. And even Cleaver Burke is climbing aboard. I don’t know how he wangled it, but he has managed to get himself assigned to the Space Commission— and he’s even going to space-fitness school to be absolutely sure that he will be with the second expedition. I guess he figures that he has licked everyone he wants to on Earth, so now he’s taking on the planets. Though I understand that he’s not so happy at the space-fitness school.”
“I should hope not! The poor man — and at his age too. All those free-fall exercises and multiple-G stress chambers. I feel sorry for him.”
“I don’t,” Sam said. Taking her by the arm he picked up his suitcase with his free hand and started for the door. “I feel sorrier for the Jovians.”