The Franklin was the newest and best ship of the Morgan Interstellar Transportation Corporation. It was plain from the Captain's pouter-pigeon stance that he too was aware of this fact. The only jarring note in Captain Webster's mind was the unscheduled stop at Procyon IV. He glanced again at the yellow blank in his hand, his lips moving slightly as he re-read it. "Captain Webster, Commanding S. S. Franklin , enroute to earth. Make contact with Procyon IV. Passenger for earth waiting at Iridium