“The winds of all the world blew about it, and seas marched three-quarters of the way around the globe to hurl themselves thunderously against its cliffs. Usually there was a cloud of sea-birds fluttering above some part of it: always there was gray vapor from a hundred-acre spot where warm mineral springs made foul smells and harsh colorings in the mud. Evidence of human life on the island consisted of a tiny tower with a wind sock flapping from it and quonset huts for warehouses, and there... was a place on the lee shore where heavy things had landed. For the rest, there were squat barracks, a recreation hall, and a few other structures. There was also a shack topped by suitable antennae and a ceaselessly revolving radar-bowl which scanned the empty sky in all directions. On this morning, short-wave signals spread out invisibly from the radio shack. Others flickered back to it. The radar-bowl turned in its perpetual, deliberate rotation. The radar was not yet involved, but there was news.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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