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The Girls from Earth
The Girls from Earth
The Girls from Earth
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The Girls from Earth

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Problem: How can you arrange marriages with men in one solar system, women in another—and neither willing to leave his own world?
LanguageEnglish
PublisherJovian Press
Release dateJan 21, 2017
ISBN9781537817446
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    The Girls from Earth - Frank Robinson

    THE GIRLS FROM EARTH

    ..................

    Frank Robinson

    JOVIAN PRESS

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    Copyright © 2017 by Frank Robinson

    Interior design by Pronoun

    Distribution by Pronoun

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

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    I

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    The beasts aren’t much help, are they?

    Karl Allen snatched a breath of air and gave another heave on the line tied to the raft of parampa logs bobbing in the middle of the river.

    No, he grunted, they’re not. They always balk at a time like this, when they can see it’ll be hard work.

    Joseph Hill wiped his plump face and coiled some of the rope’s slack around his thick waist.

    "Together now, Karl. One! Two!"

    They stood knee-deep in mud on the bank, pulling and straining on the rope, while some few yards distant, in the shade of a grove of trees, their tiny yllumphs nibbled grass and watched them critically, but made no effort to come closer.


    If we’re late for ship’s landing, Joe, we’ll get crossed off the list.

    Hill puffed and wheezed and took another hitch on the rope.

    That’s what I’ve been thinking about, he said, worried.

    They took a deep breath and hauled mightily on the raft rope. The raft bobbed nearer. For a moment the swift waters of the Karazoo threatened to tear it out of their grasp, and then it was beached, most of it solidly, on the muddy bank. One end of it still lay in the gurgling, rushing waters, but that didn’t matter. They’d be back in ten hours or so, long before the heavy raft could be washed free.

    How much time have we got, Karl?

    The ground was thick with shadows, and Karl cast a critical eye

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