oing in the sub； Beth？〃
〃Just a precaution； Norman。〃
〃Are you leaving？〃
She laughed over the inter。 A light； relaxed laugh。 〃No； Norman。 Just take it easy。〃
〃Tell me what you're doing。〃
〃It's a secret。〃
〃e on； Beth。〃 This was all he needed； he thought； to have Beth crack up now。 He thought again of her impulsiveness； which moments before he had admired。 He did not admire it any more。 〃Beth？〃
〃Talk to you later；〃 she said。
The sub turned in profile； and he saw red boxes in its claw arms。 He could not read the lettering on the boxes； but they looked vaguely familiar。 As he watched； the sub moved past the high fin of the spacecraft； and then settled to the bottom。 One of the boxes was released； plumping softly on the muddy floor。 The sub started up again； churning sediment； and glided forward a hundred yards。 Then it stopped again； and released another box。 It continued this way along the length of the spacecraft。
＇＇294＇＇ 〃Beth？〃
No answer。 Norman squinted at the boxes。 There was lettering on them； but he could not read them at this distance。 The sub had turned now； and was ing directly toward DH…8。 The lights shone at him。 It moved closer and the sensor alarms went off； clanging and flashing red lights。 He hated these alarms； he thought； going over to the console； looking at the buttons。 How the hell did you turn them off？ He glanced at Harry； but Harry remained unconscious。
〃Beth？ Are you there？ You set off the damn alarms。〃
〃Push F8。〃
What the hell was F8？ He looked around； finally saw a row of keys on the keyboard； numbered F1 to F20。 He pushed F8 and the alarms stopped。 The sub was now very close； lights shining into the porthole windows。 In the high bubble； Beth was clearly vis