Miss Kanton and her dupe climbed into the car and Alpha Tindar pressed a button, sending them purring quietly down the street towards the rocket port.
"Which of you is the dupe?" Miss Kanton asked.
"We don't know," the Tindars answered.
"What!"
Together Alpha and Beta explained the unusual situation. Miss Kanton was shocked by the freak accident, but she smiled. Her dupe laughed and quickly sobered.
"Hell!" she said, "If I knew which was the dupe we could have a wonderful eighty hours!"
The quartet arrived at Hessing Field a few minutes later and Alpha Tindar went into the Rocket Dispatcher's office to check on the ship. He came back and threw his hands up in the air.
"Another dilemma!" he exclaimed. "No four-seaters. Just those damned two-seaters. We'll have to take two of them."
"Well, get a couple of Armstrongs," Beta said. "They're about the best."
"I'll take a Boison, myself," Miss Kanton said. "Armstrongs have a shimmy when they're a couple of years old."