Edward Elmer Smith: 7 books

Jarvis Hilton of Terra, the youngest man yet to be assigned to direct any such tremendous deep–space undertaking as Project Theta Orionis, sat in conference with his two seconds–in–command. Assistant Director Sandra Cummings, analyst–synthesist and semantician, was tall, blonde and svelte. Planetographer...

"All passengers, will you[1] pay attention, please?" All the high–fidelity speakers of the starship Procyon spoke as one, in the skillfully–modulated voice of the trained announcer. "This is the fourth and last cautionary announcement. Any who are not seated will seat themselves at once. Prepare...

Petrified with astonishment, Richard Seaton stared after the copper steam–bath upon which he had been electrolyzing his solution of "X," the unknown metal. For as soon as he had removed the beaker the heavy bath had jumped endwise from under his hand as though it were alive. It had flown with terrific...

A narrow football of steel, the Interplanetary Vessel Arcturus stood upright in her berth in the dock like an egg in its cup. A hundred feet across and a hundred and seventy feet deep was that gigantic bowl, its walls supported by the structural steel and concrete of the dock and lined with hard–packed...

Apparently motionless to her passengers and crew, the Interplanetary liner Hyperion bored serenely onward through space at normal acceleration. In the railed-off sanctum in one corner of the control room a bell tinkled, a smothered whirr was heard, and Captain Bradley frowned as he studied the brief...

Her hair was a brilliant green. So was her spectacularly filled halter. So were her tight short–shorts, her lipstick, and the lacquer on her finger–and toe–nails. As she strolled into the Main of the starship, followed hesitantly by the other girl, she drove a mental probe at the black–haired, powerfully–built man seated at the instrument–banked console