from a letter meant for someone else
Syfr says, "Wow!"
hastily scribbled letter
Made a deal with L. L. W. at the Den, we'll deliver him a shipment of meteor hammers every week and he'll supply us with credit AND fuel -- I asked far more than they're worth, of course. Things are made of scrap, but he can't tell that and we won't tell him.
I'll write again when there's more news. Make sure those shipment get sent, in the meantime.
S.S.