"One suit stays here, for emergencies," Halfrich said. "Kellard and I will go out, when there's something to go out for. First, we'll make observations."
The recording telescope-cameras and the radar, Halfrich ordered focused on the place of the odd-shaped rocks. And then, sitting there on Sunside, they watched. They waited.
Nothing.
Kellard's hopes began to rise. He was right, he told himself, it couldn't happen again.
"How long," he asked, "are we going to sit waiting for nothing because a radar made a screwy record? If those anti-heaters quit for five minutes, we're fried."
Halfrich looked at him bleakly. "I'll tell you how long. Till you tell the truth, and we see the truth for ourselves. That's how long."
Kellard shrugged. "If that's the way you want it. I would tell you to go to hell except that we're already there."
They watched and waited some more.
Morgenson said, on a rising note of excitement, "There's something——"