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Updated: June 22, 2025
You will speak, please!" And Chet Bullard, standing stiffly at attention before his commander, spoke in a tone rendered almost boyish by embarrassment. "I can't accept, sir. Pilot Harkness will bear me out in this. You would decorate us for being the first to navigate space; but we are not the first." "Continue!" ordered the quiet voice as Chet paused. "You refer to Haldgren, probably."
His own radio had been crackling a call, and now this response was coming across the void. "Orders from the Stratosphere Control Board: You will proceed at once to New York. Radiobeacon 2X12 will guide you down. Your message received and we acknowledge report of the finding of the space-flyer, Pilot Haldgren.
I have seen them lighted; I think it was the light of the sun." "In that case," said Chet quietly, "I will ask you to open those doors." "But they will come in!" the big man protested. "They will not come in." Chet turned to the girl. "I will ask you, my dear, to accompany me if you have faith." And, to that, Anita Haldgren granted not even a word of reply.
And if Chet had not been out of breath from the shouted questions, he would surely have been left breathless by their amazing answer. "I thought you knew," said the girl as the din of shrillness subsided. There seemed to Chet a note of hurt in her voice. "I thought you knew, that you had come here knowing. I am Anita, and Frithjof is my brother Frithjof Haldgren!
I came to find Haldgren and to save him. And I have failed. But if death, as you say, is all we can expect, let me say this: 'I have failed, but I have found you; and whatever comes I am content." The blue eyes were wide; they were looking at him with a searching glance that changed to a childish candor while a flush stole over the pale face. She reached out one hand toward his.
"To Pilot Haldgren, sir." "This is absurd! Haldgren was lost. It is supposed that he fell back into the sea, or struck some untraveled part of Earth." "I have checked over his data, sir. It is my opinion that he did not fall; his figures indicate that he must have thrown his ship beyond the gravitational influence of Earth." The Commander eyed the master pilot coldly.
And, behind them all, in great strides that brought him up with the rest, came Haldgren, recovered now from the stupefaction that had held him momentarily. The four went silently where Chet led to the highest point of the great terraced rostrum. It was a stepped pyramid, Chet found, split in half and the half placed against the wall.
"It seemed to me when I was following Anita that we climbed upward; we were always running upward through the passages. We must be near the surface of the Moon; is that true?" Haldgren nodded slowly. "I think so yes! In the great room out there are windows of quartz high in the ceiling. You could not see them from where you were, but they are there.
Bullard but of course you can't." "I'm not so sure," Chet responded. "What I told the big boss wasn't all bluff. Haldgren did go out, five years ago this month. We have the record of a Crescent liner's captain who saw Haldgren's little ship shoot through the R.A. and go on out as if it were going somewhere. And now we have these flashes! "Do you see what that means, Spud?
Then he stood erect and motionless as he heard the voice of Anita Haldgren. "It's Frithjof!" she cried. "Oh, my dear my dear! It's Frithjof! I heard him! But he can't reach us he can't help us! I will try to reason with these beasts bargain with them make them afraid! I will tell them it is magic."
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