CHAPTER V
Wales regained a foggy consciousness, to become aware that someone close to him was sobbing.
He felt that he had to get up. There was something he must do. He had very little time, the end of Earth was rushing upon him, and there was someone he must find. He must move, get up....
"Jay," said a voice somewhere. "It's me. Me! Martha."
Wales got his eyes open, and saw a dark figure bending over him, and he threshed his arms numbly, trying to push it away, trying to get up, to fight.
"Jay!"
A flashlight beam suddenly sprang into being right above him, almost dazzling him. Then, his vision clearing, he saw that the beam was not on his face but on the face that bent above him.
A girl's face, quite familiar, framed by dark, hair, but with tears running down it. Martha Kendrick's face.
The beam went out and the darkness was upon them again.