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Updated: June 22, 2025
"Frithjof Haldgren!" he shouted, and extended a hand toward the gentle giant whose face was aflame as he came to Chet's side. "Frithjof Haldgren, I present you to the world. Only one can be the first; and yours is the honor and glory. This medal is yours alone; I place it where it belongs!"
She saw it strike upon a mound of dead Moon-beasts; saw the homely, human features as the body rolled to the floor; and it was she who threw herself upon it protectingly when one of the enemy wounded dragged his broken wings trailing across the stone that he might reach that human face with his distended claws. "A man!" Anita Haldgren screamed. "It's a man help me!"
Those lights were a human call for help. No living man but Haldgren could have flashed them. He's alive or he was then; that's all I know." Spud crossed the control room as he had done a score of times to look through a glass port at the world outside. Chet, too, turned to the lookout by which he stood and stared through it. The men had found themselves surprisingly light within the ship.
"That's all right," O'Malley assured him; "I've gone down under water in a diving suit; I've gone outside a ship for emergency repairs in a suit like yours when the air was as thin as this; I can stand it either way. But what I want to know is this: "What the divil chance is there of findin' your man, Haldgren, in such a frozen corner of purgatory as this? How could he live here?
Chet checked them; he threw one arm clumsily around the figure of Anita Haldgren while he turned to her brother. "The door is open, Frithjof Haldgren," he said, and pointed upward at the black vault of the heavens where a massive ceiling had been. In that immensity of space, framed in the torn outlines of a shattered world, shone a great globe a globe like a giant moon.
But his deep, rumbling voice broke into something like a sob, and he turned with outstretched arms to stumble blindly toward his sister, who buried her face in his torn and ragged blouse. "You came in search of us you came through space just to find and rescue us!" Haldgren, it seemed, could not recover from the effects of this unbelievable fact.
Three dots now three dashes three dots again! The old S O S! the old call for help! It's Haldgren!" Again the screen showed the smiling scientist. "Caught them just right," he said, "and glad to be of service. Now, if there's anything else I can do " "Thanks!" said Chet in that same strained voice. "Thanks! There's nothing else."
It was still falling; the imprisoned air was gathering added force to rush upward, screaming as if the very winds were insane with joy at their release, when the great arms of Frithjof Haldgren closed about the others of the group and half carried them, half hurled them, down the slope. The echoing clang of great doors was still with them as the bellowing voice of Haldgren was heard.
A master pilot does not study design of structures, even structures meant for travel through the air, without gaining knowledge of architectural fundamentals; his mind, subconsciously, had been following strains and stresses through those super-imposed curves. He turned abruptly to Haldgren with a question.
"And, if you just stick around for a while after that, you will see me take off for the Moon. Then, if Haldgren is there " Chet failed to finish the sentence; he was staring through a rear lookout, where, over the arc of the Earth's horizon, could be seen a thin crescent Moon; about it drifting clouds made a halo.
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