"In such a case," said Chambers, "we shall find another planetary system around another sun. A system that has cooled, where there is life."
Russ gasped. Here was something important, something that should set a precedent. The first men to roam from star to star seeking new worlds. The first men to turn their backs on the old solar system and strike out in search of new worlds swinging in their paths around distant suns.
Greg was saying, "All right, if that's the way you want it. I was hoping you'd come back with us. But we'll help you repair your ship. We'll give you all the supplies we can spare."
Russ rose to his feet. "That," he said, "calls for a little drink."
He opened a cabinet and took out bottles and glasses.
"Only three," said Chambers. "Craven doesn't drink."
Craven interrupted. "Pour one for me, too, Page."
Chambers looked at the scientist, astounded. "I never knew you to take a drink in your life."
Craven twisted his face into a grin. "This is a special occasion."