Or, no--she's coming up on our tail, Major.

I think she's going to try and board us!" "You going to let her ?" protestingly demanded Bohannan.

His hand twitched against the butt of the Lewis.

"In two seconds I could sight an aft gun, sir, and blow that machine Hell-for-leather!" "No, no--let that fellow come aboard, if he wants," the Master commanded.

And with eager curiosity in his dark eyes, with vast wonder what manner of human this might be who--all alone after having seen more than a hundred comrades plunge--still ventured closing to grips, the Master watched.
The air-wasp was already swerving, making a spiral glide, coming up astern with obvious intentions.