He was a living weapon ofdestruction--immeasurablypowerful, utterly invulnerable.There was only onequestion: Was he human?
d to admit it. There was hardly a mark on him from the blows.
"If it didn't hurt you any more than that, why didn't you take that stick away from him?" demanded Jakdane. "You could have, easily."
"I couldn't," said Quest miserably, and turned his face away.
Later, alone with Trella on the control deck, Jakdane gave her some sober advice.
"If you think you're in love with Quest, forget it," he said.
"Why? Because he's a coward? I know that ought to make me despise him, but it doesn't any more."
"Not because he's a coward. Because he's an android!"
"What? Jakdane, you can't be serious!"
"I am. I say he's an android, an artificial imitation of a man. It all figures.
"Look, Trella, he said he was born on Jupiter. A human could stand the gravity of Jupiter, inside a dome or a ship, but what human could stand the rocket acceleration necessary to break free of Jupiter? Here's a man strong enough to break a spaceship safety belt just by getting up out of
A guy shows up at a colony on Jupiter's moon claiming to have been born and raised on Jupiter. That kind of dates the story to back when people thought Jupiter had a solid surface. Is he human or android? wonders the woman whom he rescued from the colony bar. After a while the question gets tedious.
An average pulp story.
