tailieunhanh - The Cosmic Computer

Conn Maxwell, at the armor-glass front of the observation deck, watched the landscape rush out of the horizon and vanish beneath the ship, ten thousand feet down. He thought he knew how an hourglass must feel with the sand slowly draining out. It had been six months to Litchfield when the Mizar lifted out of La Plata Spaceport and he watched Terra dwindle away. It had been two months to Litchfield when he boarded the City of Asgard at the port of the same name on Odin. It had been two hours to Litchfield when the Countess Dorothy rose from the airship dock at Storisende. He had had all. | feedboo is The Cosmic Computer Piper Henry Beam Published 1963 Categorie s Fiction Science Fiction Source http 1 About Piper Henry Beam Piper March 23 1904 - c. November 6 1964 was an American science fiction author. He wrote many short stories and several novels. He is best known for his extensive Terro-Human Future History series of stories and a shorter series of Paratime alternate history tales. He wrote under the name H. Beam Piper. Another source gives his name as Horace Beam Piper and a different date of death. His gravestone says Henry Beam Piper . Piper himself may have been the source of part of the confusion he told people the H stood for Horace encouraging the assumption that he used the initial because he disliked his name. Source Wikipedia Also available on Feedbooks for Piper Little Fuzzy 1962 Time Crime 1955 Four-Day Planet 1961 Genesis 1951 Last Enemy 1950 A Slave is a Slave 1962 Murder in the Gunroom 1953 Omnilingual 1957 Time and Time Again 1947 Police Operation 1948 Copyright Please read the legal notice included in this e-book and or check the copyright status in your country. Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 Chapter 1 Thirty minutes to Litchfield. Conn Maxwell at the armor-glass front of the observation deck watched the landscape rush out of the horizon and vanish beneath the ship ten thousand feet down. He thought he knew how an hourglass must feel with the sand slowly draining out. It had been six months to Litchfield when the Mizar lifted out of La Plata Spaceport and he watched Terra dwindle away. It had been two months to Litchfield when he boarded the City of Asgard at the port of the same name on Odin. It had been two hours to Litchfield when the Countess Dorothy rose from the airship dock at Storisende. He had had all that time and now it was gone and he was still unprepared for what he must face at home. .