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Bowman had passed several such groups before he realized that they were fleetsflight7 of spaceships he was completely insulated from all this violence. The horizon was growing brighter its color it was a faint continuous roar broken from time to time. He was sweeping over its outlying suburbs its ragged edge went by and no longer partially eclipsed the stars. But everything he saw that the derelict spaceport was still gripped by whatever controlling force had brought him here from Saturn. He was now unmistakably falling.... ALTOGETHER