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Updated: June 22, 2025
They showed up on the Moon. They were repeated the next night. Somebody sent them! Who was it?" And Pilot O'Malley gave the only obvious answer: "There's only yourself and Mr. Harkness and Pilot Haldgren that could have got there. 'Twas Haldgren, of course! What a pity that you can't go; 'tis likely the poor bhoy needs help." "Five years!" mused Chet. "Five long years since he left!
An SOS! Nobody but an Earth-man would send that, and we wouldn't do it now. We would just press the lever of our emergency-call, and every receiver within a thousand miles would pick up the scream of it. "But we've had this Dunston Emergency Transmitter less than four years. Haldgren knew only the old S O S. And remember this: three dots, three dashes and three dots don't just happen.
Or did Haldgren bring a sandwich with him, it may be?" Chet Bullard shook his head doubtfully. "Don't get sarcastic!" he grinned. "You can't think of any wilder questions than I have asked myself. "He couldn't have lived here, Spud; that's the only answer. It just isn't humanly possible. All I know is that he did it. I can't tell you how I know it, but I do.
One hand moved toward the emblem on his blouse, the cherished triple star of a master pilot of the World; then the hand paused. "I have still another reason for believing Haldgren is alive," he said in a cold and carefully emotionless voice. "Are you interested in hearing it?" "Speak!" ordered the Commander.
He had been to sure that the sender of those messages was an Earth-man; he had been so certain of finding Haldgren. Slowly he crossed the table of rock toward the waiting figure; gently he extended his hands, palms upward, in a gesture of peaceful promise.
In the great room were some who had turned toward the sound of Chet's scuffling; they were walking slowly toward the half-opened door. "Come!" said Anita Haldgren again, and fled like a slender, golden-haired wraith down the narrow hall. More twisting passages until Chet was hopelessly lost.
And now, Pilot Haldgren, we've a ship outside, and, if you'd care to go back with us " And with equal casualness the blond Viking replied: "You came in search of us! You saw our signals! After all this time! Yes, we shall be glad to go back with we shall be glad yes "
And it's back on the Moon with those other beasts I'm wishin' I was. At least a man can get close enough to slam them in their ugly faces; but the Commander and his cruisers! Sure, there's nothin' we can do!" "Just take our medicine," said Chet Bullard quietly. "But I have proved him wrong; Haldgren, here, is the living evidence of that.
Perhaps your feeling about Haldgren does you credit; but Haldgren is dead. Now I am giving you another chance: I order you to come forward and receive this honor, which is an honor to the entire Service of Air." Chet was staring in open amazement. "No air on the Moon," this man had said. And what of that? Neither was there air in interplanetary space, yet he had traveled there.
And, through the black night, faint flashes of light marked the fleet of swift guardians of the skies that closed in, then swept downward and out an impregnable convoy about the speeding, roaring ship. And there was that in Chet's face as he handled the controls that brought Anita Haldgren to his side that she might lift his free hand in wordless comfort and press it to her face.
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