Jones was the first to recover. "But it can't be you! Your ship ... it exploded!"
"I know," said Meek. "I got out just before it went. Turned on my suit rocket full blast. Knocked me out. By the time I come to I was halfway out to the second Ring. Took me awhile to get back."
He turned to the mechanic. "Maybe you have a second hand suit you would sell me. I have to get rid of this one. Has some bugs in it."
"Bugs? Oh, yes, I see. You mean something's wrong with it."
"That's it," said Meek. "Something's wrong with it."
"I got one I'll let you have, free for nothing," said the mechanic. "Boy, that was a swell game you played!"
"Could I have the suit now?" asked Meek. "I'm in a hurry to get away."
Jones bounced to his feet. "But you can't leave. Why, they think you're dead. They're out looking for you. And you won the cup ... the cup as the most valuable team member."
"I just can't stay," said Meek. He shuffled his feet uneasily. "Got places to go. Things to see. Stayed too long already."
"But the cup...."