"Message for you," said a voice.
Rusty stared. A hand reached in, gently helped him out. A paper was thrust into his hand.
He took it, read it again and again, but somehow his mind didn't take it in.
"You have the apologies of the Interplanetary Patrol!" someone said.
Rusty read the message again.
"Evidence brought by Mrs. S. K. Russell throws new light. Record just discovered in private papers of "Skipper" Russell. Carter granted full pardon."
Signed: THE PRESIDENT.
Someone touched his arm. "The Commander requests your company for dinner."
Then a blinding light suddenly flashed in Rusty Carter's mind. "Dinner, hell!" he yelled. "Take me to the radio. I've got a story for the New York Tele-news!"