"You were just in time. Another five minutes would have been too late," she answered weakly. "But I had a great trip."
"You see," added Bennie, "we were afraid you might run out of air and get lost, so we thought if we made a short flight in the same general direction we should be nearer in case of accidents, and the Ring would guide you back to us. Anyhow, our tractor is running strong again, and we're all ready to start for Medusa—as soon as we have had our breakfast."
"Or dinner," corrected Burke.
"Or supper," added Atterbury.
Rhoda smiled faintly.
"Will someone please tell me what time it is up here?" she asked plaintively.
Bennie shrugged his shoulders.
"The days and nights on the moon are each three hundred and fifty-four hours long—almost fifteen of our terrestrial days."
"My!" whistled Atterbury. "What do you suppose a day's pay amounts to? I'd hate to be a labor-leader on the moon working for shorter hours!"
"Yes—trying to get a two-hundred-and-ninety-nine-hour day!" added Burke.