"Great stuff!" Diggs exclaimed. "But how could you prove it? What evidence have you got?"
"I've got plenty of photographs," she answered. "Dozens of them—of the moon, of the crescent earth—"
"Beg pardon! Of the—what?"
"The crescent earth," she explained, "at about the first quarter. I suppose the phrase seems a little strange."
"Oh—like the moon. I get you," he nodded. "But pictures might be faked."
"These weren't," she retorted wearily.
"Of course not," he agreed. "But they're open to attack."
"I suppose so," she conceded. "But it doesn't matter."
"Of course it matters!" he expostulated. "Now if you only, had something you got on the moon—brought away with you—that didn't exist on earth—"
"People would just say it did," put in Bennie. "Who cares? We don't!"