The bus from San Antonio pulled in to the curb and stopped. The door snapped open. Half a dozen uniformed upperclassmen wearing grim expressions moved closer to the vehicle. "Roll out of it, you Misters!" bawled their leader in a voice of authority. "Shake the lead out of your shoes! Pop to it!" Barry Blake and Chick Enders were among the first out of the bus, but they were not quick enough to suit the reception committee. "Are you all crippled?" rasped the spokesman of the upperclass "processors." "Come alive and fall in ...
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The bus from San Antonio pulled in to the curb and stopped. The door snapped open. Half a dozen uniformed upperclassmen wearing grim expressions moved closer to the vehicle. "Roll out of it, you Misters!" bawled their leader in a voice of authority. "Shake the lead out of your shoes! Pop to it!" Barry Blake and Chick Enders were among the first out of the bus, but they were not quick enough to suit the reception committee. "Are you all crippled?" rasped the spokesman of the upperclass "processors." "Come alive and fall in-here, on this line. Dress right! I said dress-don't stick your necks out. Atten-shun! Hope you haven't forgotten all the military drill you learned at primary. You, Mister! Rack it back. Eyes on a point. And out with your chest if you have any. Keep those thumbs at your trouser seams.... All right! Here's your baggage tag. Write your name on it. Tag your baggage-and make it snappy. Stand at attention when you've finished. Hurry! That's it.... Take baggage in left hand-left, not right. And wipe off your smile, Mister! 'Sbetter.... Mister Danvers, you will now take charge of these dum-dums."
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