"I am Executive Officer aboard this ship, Captain. I know the meaning
of performing my duties. But if you are looking for moral approbation
in all of this, I cannot give it. The way I put it all together, I
think it would be less a waste if we were to raise ship right now and
set a course directly for Earth."
"Why? Are you afraid, Mr. Rogers?"
"No. It's just that I'm not given much to the idea of playing God."
Kingsford stopped at the door. "I seem to have underestimated you, Mr.
Rogers," he said. He opened the cabin hatch and stepped through.
* * * * *
The setting down went off without a hitch, and the job of establishing
Kingsford's precautionary system began. I was the first out of the
ship, meeting the density of the atmosphere for which Kingsford had
prepared me. It was thick, yet not oppressive like the heavy tropical
atmosphere on Earth. It did not restrict movement, the gravitational
force being less than that of Earth. One seemed to counter-balance the
other to give a man equal physical capabilities to those on Earth.
With Pierce, I scouted the area within a few miles of the ship, chose
certain high grounds for emplacements and watches, then returned and
began the deployment of the arms and crew to the chosen spots. I
worked out a schedule of rotation so that the outer emplacements would
be manned for no more than three hours by any one group. During this
entire operation, there was no sign of animal life on the planet. The
climate seemed sub-tropical and vegetable life proportional to this
climate abounded. Fruit trees and plains of grass, forests and spots
of dense undergrowth, much like the greenery of a dozen planets I had
seen. But there was no sound, and absolutely no discernible movement
of air. The mountain chain I had seen noted on Kingsford's chart stood
off in the far horizon, and the land about us was all rolling hills and
plains.
During the apportioning of arms, I remembered Kingsford's paper to be
posted. I got it from my cabin and read it. It was a public statement
in which Kingsford offered ten percent of his captain's share to the
first man to spot the quarry. This reduced the potential benefits
to the heirs of the Essex's crew by ten percent. I noted the fact,
but gave it little thought. It was Kingsford's affair. I opened the
general communications switch and read the statement to the crew. The
response was electrifying. Shouts and cheers from every quarter of the
ship. The general air of a group of sportsmen on a chase rapidly took
over the whole feeling of the expedition, and, as executive officer
charged with posting the watch, I was approached by most of the crew
members with entreaties and even bribes by each, to be assigned to the
outermost emplacements. Kingsford's methods certainly bore results. It
kept everybody from thinking, but I do not believe that this was his
intention.
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