Suddenly she sat up. "What's that? Out there?"
Over the loudspeaker came Thayer's voice. "We have successfully made contact with a rescue ship. A space cruiser will reach us in approximately eight hours."
Tanya scarcely heard him. She was still peering out, her eyes on the faint lights of the Star Lord.
"Look!" she cried.
"Shut your eyes!" shouted Thayer. "Everybody turn your head!"
Far out in space where the Star Lord had been was a brilliant red glow, like many suns. It changed, suddenly, to a blinding light, so bright that it was more blue than white, then vanished.
Man had not yet made himself Lord of the Stars.