A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. ’ Melusine’s heart leapt, and as swiftly clattered into dead stillness as the implication of the second name hit home. My son is going to build a spaceship to Mars someday right in this room. He could think about it later. Let us pass, Sir. ” For a fraction of a second the two young men hesitated.
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