《Grimes 025 Grimes at Glenrowan 》作者：- A. Bertram Chandler 【EPUB】

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GRIMES AT GLENROWAN by A. Bertram Chandler Captain Chandler reports that he wrote his first story after meeting John W. Campbell thelate great editor of Astounding/Analog SF during WWII. During the war years the authorbecame a regular contributor to the SFmagazines but almost dropped out of the field when he was promoted to Chief Officer in theBritish-Australian steamship service. His second wife Susan encouraged him to take up writingagain the Rim Worlds and the Rim Runners series is a result. Commodore John Grimes of the Rim Worlds Naval Reserve currently Master of the survey shipFaraway Quest was relaxing in his day cabin aboard that elderly but trustworthy vessel. Thatmorning local time he had brought the old ship down to a landing at Port Fortinbras onElsinore the one habitable planet in orbit about the Hamlet sun. It was Grimess first visitto Elsinore for very many years. This call was to be no more—and no less—than a showing ofthe flag of the Confederacy. The Quest had been carrying out a survey of a newly discoveredplanetary system rather closer to the Shakespearian Sector than to the Rim Worlds and Grimesslords and masters back on Lorn had instructed him on completion of this task to pay afriendly call on their opposite numbers on Elsinore. However he would be seeing nobody of anyreal importance until this evening when he would attend a reception being held in his honourat the Presidents palace. So he had time to relax at ease in his shipboard shorts and shirtpuffing contentedly at his vile pipe watching the local trivi programmes on his playmaster.That way he would catch up on the planetary news learn something of Elsinorian attitudes andprejudices. He was after all visiting this world in an ambassadorial capacity. He looked withwry amusement into the screen. There he was or to be more exact there was FarawayQuest—coming down. Not bad he admitted smugly not bad at all. There had been a nasty gustywind at ground level about which Aerospace Control had failed to warn him—but he had coped. Hewatched the plump dull-silver spindle that was his ship sagging to leeward leaning into theveering