"It looks as if we have something at last," Ali observed and someone echoed that with a sigh of heartdeep relief.
Chapter XII
STRANGE BEHAVIOR OF A HOOBAT
"All right, so we think we know a little more," Ali added a moment later. "Just what are we going to do? We can't stay in space forever—there're the small items of fuel and supplies and—"
Rip had come to a decision. "We're not going to remain space borne," he stated with the confidence of one who now saw an open road before him.
"Luna—" Weeks was plainly doubtful.
"No. Not after that warn-off. Terra!"
For a second or two the other three stared at Rip agape. The audacity and danger of what he suggested was a little stunning. Since men had taken regularly to space no ship had made a direct landing on their home planet—all had passed through the quarantine on Luna. It was not only risky—it was so unheard of that for some minutes they did not understand him.
"We try to set down at Terraport," Dane found his tongue first, "and they flame us out—"