No other planet in the entire Galaxy was at all like Rejuvenal ... it was the only world worth one's whole fortune for a short visit!
o--those heavy things we wore on Borenius and Ziar."
Delman shook his head. "No, curiously enough, we don't. It's only a tertiary planet--less than one-eighth of Earth's volume--but its specific gravity is enormous. Rejuvenite, the rock it's composed of, is one of the heaviest minerals ever discovered. They say--"
"Look, Delman," Walter Pellinger interrupted, "let that blasted man wear his boots, if he wants to. I'm sure I don't care. But for heaven's sake, stop this geological survey! It's bad enough being cooped up in this tub without having to listen to a lot of nursery small-talk."
"Gosh, I'm sorry, Mr. Pellinger--" John Bridge began.
"I wasn't talking to you," said Pellinger curtly, "but, since you've chosen to butt in, I'll say this--you don't belong here. You're a stupid, ignorant lout, and if you worked in any of my stores, which could never happen in the first place, I'd fire you on the spot and the idiot who hired you, too."
"Aren't you being a little unjust?" Curt
If you can buy the premise--that the rocks on Rejuvenal cause you to age in reverse one year for every 24 hours--this is a pretty good story. The characters have some depth, and it becomes apparent that only the body and brain get younger; a bastard stays a bastard.
But you do have to accept that it's a magic planet.