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- Author: Carey Rockwell
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1973857456
- ISBN-13: 9781973857457
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.7 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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They saw a short, squat, heavily built man, wearing the scarlet uniform of the enlisted Solar Guard, staring down at them, his fists jammed into his hips and his feet spread wide apart. He stood there a moment, his sharp eyes flicking over the silent clusters, then slowly sauntered down the ramp toward them with a strangely light, catfooted tread. "Form up! Column of fours!" Almost before the echoes of the thunderous voice died down, the scattered groups of boys had formed themselves into four ragged lines along the platform. The scarlet-clad figure stood before them, his seamed and weather-beaten face set in stern lines. But there was a glint of laughter in his eyes as he noticed the grotesque and sometimes tortuous positions of some of the boys as they braced themselves in what they considered a military pose. Every year, for the last ten years, he had met the trains at the monorail station;
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- Author: Carey Rockwell
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1973857456
- ISBN-13: 9781973857457
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.7 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
They saw a short, squat, heavily built man, wearing the scarlet uniform of the enlisted Solar Guard, staring down at them, his fists jammed into his hips and his feet spread wide apart. He stood there a moment, his sharp eyes flicking over the silent clusters, then slowly sauntered down the ramp toward them with a strangely light, catfooted tread. "Form up! Column of fours!" Almost before the echoes of the thunderous voice died down, the scattered groups of boys had formed themselves into four ragged lines along the platform. The scarlet-clad figure stood before them, his seamed and weather-beaten face set in stern lines. But there was a glint of laughter in his eyes as he noticed the grotesque and sometimes tortuous positions of some of the boys as they braced themselves in what they considered a military pose. Every year, for the last ten years, he had met the trains at the monorail station;
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