Moreover, it's customary to christen every launching with champagne.

We've done it!" "Well, that's not so bad an idea, at that," Bohannan admitted, scratching his fiery head.

"What name have you given this bus ?" "_Nissr Arrib ela Sema._" "Come again, sir ?" "Eagle of the Sky, in Arabic.

I suppose we'll have to cut that down to _Nissr_, for everyday use.

But at any rate, our craft is christened.
Well, now--" He settled himself in the pilot's seat, reached forward and drew toward him a shining metal shaft.