He looked at her in surprise. Her eyes were angry, but her lower lip
quivered.
"Hey," he said, startled. "Maybe I'm being a pig!"
"You sure are!" Peer said, relieved. The lip stopped quivering. "You're
not going over there, then?"
"Not if you feel that way about it," Channok said. He paused. "I
guess," he admitted awkwardly, "I just didn't like the idea of Santis
flitting around space, Holy Aynstyn knows where, and still putting in
his two millicredits worth every so often, through crew-member Peer!"
Peer blew her nose and considered in turn. "Just the same," she
concluded, "when Santis says something like that, it's a lot better if
people do it. Is 'Holy Aynstyn knows where' a swear-word?"
"No," said Channok. "Not exactly."
* * * * *
He'd finished his lunch and was just going to suggest they run the
tractor out of the cache and back the few hundred yards to the
_Asteroid_ for the first load of Santis' cargo, when he noticed that
all the ghouls had vanished.
He called Peer's attention to the fact.
"Uh-huh," she said in an absent-minded tone. "They do that
sometimes...."
Channok looked at her. She was staring at a high boulder a short
distance away, with a queer, intent expression, as if she were deep in
thought about something. He hoped she wasn't still brooding about their
little argument--
Then she glanced at him, gave him a sudden grin, swung herself around
and slid nimbly off the rock.
"Come on down quick!" she said. "I want to show you something before
you get back to work. A ghoul-burrow!"
"A ghoul-burrow?" Channok repeated unenthusiastically.
"Yes, sure!" said Peer impatiently. "They're cute! They're all lined
with glass or something." She spread her arms wide. "Jump, and I'll
catch you!"
Channok laughed, flopped over on his stomach with his legs over
the edge of the rock, and slid down in a fair imitation of Peer's
nonchalant style of descent, spraining his ankle only a little.
Well, he hadn't grown up skipping from craggy moon to asteroid to
heavy-planet to whatnot like she had....
They threaded their way about the rocks to the spot she had been
studying. She explained that he'd have to climb into the burrow to get
a good idea of what it was like.
"Well, look now, Peer!" Channok protested, staring into the big, round
hole that slanted downwards under a big boulder--it did seem to be
lined with black glass or some similar stuff. "That cave's got 'No
Trespassing' written all over it. Supposing I slide down a half a mile
and land in a mess of ghouls!"
"No, you won't," Peer said hurriedly. "It goes level right away, and
they're never more than thirty feet long. And the ghoul's out--there's
never more than one to a burrow; and I saw this one pop out and run off
just before we started here! You're not scared, are you? Wilf and I
crawled in and out of hundreds of them!"
"Well, just for a moment then," said Channok resignedly.
* * * * *
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