Picking up speed, the baggage truck squealed around a turn and headed for an exit to the spaceport. The porter looked back with a horrified expression, the pink gown fluttered beside the orange suit one last time, and they disappeared through the portal. The air about the disorganized counter and reorganized agents continued to vibrate for some minutes. Finally, the distant roar of a ship lifting for space penetrated to restore a sense of relative peace. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Round-and-Round Trip, by H. B. Fyfe