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A multi-colored blob filled the screen. It was a set of concentric ellipses, color coded to run from a dark red in its center portion to a violet on the outer boundary.
“Different colors represent different temperatures.” McAndrew touched a button, and a dark ellipse appeared around the red and orange portions at the center of the image. “I’ve just put in the contour for zero degrees Celsius. See? Significant, eh?”
“See what?” said A
“The inside — inside the curve. It’s warmer than the melting-point of ice. If Ma
“But we’re out in the Halo,” I protested. “We’re billions of miles from a source of heat. Unless — did Lanhoff already put one of his fusion plants in there?”
“No.” McAndrew shook his head. His eyes were sparkling. “The temperature distribution inside was like this before Lanhoff arrived. You’re right, Jeanie, it looks impossible — but there it is. Ma
There was a long silence. Finally Will Bayes cleared his throat. “All right, I’ll be the dummy. How can that happen?”
McAndrew gave a little bark of excitement. “Man, if I had a definite answer to that I wouldn’t hold out on you. But I can make a good guess. There has to be a natural internal source of heat, something like uranium or thorium deep inside. That’s consistent with the high radioactivity value, too.” He turned to me. “Jeanie, you have to get us over there, so we can take a good look at the inside.”
I hesitated. “Will it be safe?” I said at last. “If it’s uranium and water — you can make a nuclear reactor from them.”
“Yes — if you try really hard. But it wouldn’t happen in nature. Be reasonable, Jeanie.”
He was looking at me expectantly, while A
I shook my head. “If you want to go over there and explore, I won’t try to stop you. But my job is the safety of this ship. I’m staying right here.” Logic was all on my side. But even as I spoke I felt that I was giving the coward’s answer.
From a distance of fifty kilometers, Ma
“Approaching outermost cargo sphere,” said McAndrew. I could see him on the screen that showed the inside of the pod, and a third image showed and recorded for me the pod control settings exactly as he saw them himself.
“Everything still appears perfectly normal,” he went on. “We’ll make our entry of Star Harvester through the Control Section. What is it, A
He turned to where she was monitoring another sensor, one for which I was not receiving coverage.
“Cut in Unit Four.” I said quickly.
At my command the computers sent the image A
“Is that a drilling shaft?” I asked. “It looks as though they were getting ready to put a fusion plant in the middle of Ma
“Wouldn’t make sense.” McAndrew spoke in an abstracted grunt, and I saw him rubbing at the balding spot on the back of his head. “Lanhoff knew quite well that Ma
“Was he looking for radioactive material?” I asked; but I could answer that question myself. “It wouldn’t make sense. He could locate them the same way we did, from remote measurement. So why would he drill into the core?”
“I’ll tell you why,” said A
The pod had been creeping in nearer and nearer to the hatches on the Control Section. I suddenly realized that once the three of them went inside I would be blind.
“Mac, as soon as you get in there, turn on all the monitors and tell the computer to send the signals back to me here on the Hoatzin.” I raised my voice. “And one of you has to stay in the Control Section if you go down to the surface. D’you hear me?”
He nodded vaguely, but he was already moving toward the hatch. A
Deserted, but in perfect working order; that was the conclusion after a thorough examination of the Control Section of Star Harvester.
I had followed on the remote monitors as the other three made their inspection, step by step, and I could not fault them for lack of caution.
“We’ll not find Lanhoff and his crew here,” said McAndrew finally, when they were back in the main control room. “They must have gone down into the interior of Ma
A computer-generated profile of the shaft leading down from the ship to the surface appeared on the screen in front of me. It penetrated the frozen outer crust and terminated in an airlock leading to the liquid core. In the graphics display the broad shaft looked like a hair-thin needle piercing an egg. I was astonished again by the size of the planetoid. Its liquid core held half a million cubic kilometers of liquid. Maybe we would never find Lanhoff and the other crew members.
“We know they went down there,” went on McAndrew, as though he was reading my thoughts. He held up a big clear container full of a cloudy yellow fluid. “See? They brought back samples. I’ll send you the analysis, but I can tell you now that the results are just what Lanhoff predicted.”
“It’s high-level organic materials,” added A
Will Bayes was staring at it dubiously, as though he expected A
My old fears came ru
“Just single-celled ones.” McAndrew was excited. “Lanhoff thought he might find primitive life here, and he was quite right.”
“And it’s DNA-based,” added A
I looked more closely at the yellow broth. “So the old theories must be right? Life came to Earth from outside.”
“That’s the real significance of what they found on Ma