"The girl!" Liggett exclaimed. "If she could bring us over space-helmets from the Pallas we could get out of here!"
Kent was thoughtful. "If we could talk to her—she must still have that suit-phone I gave her. Where's another?"
Crain quickly detached the compact suit-phone from inside the neck of his own space-suit, and Kent rapidly tuned it to the one he had given Marta Mallen. His heart leapt as her voice came instantly from it:
"Rance! Rance Kent—"
"Marta—this is Rance!" he cried.
He heard a sob of relief. "I've been calling you for minutes! I was hoping that you'd remember to listen!
"Jandron and ten of the others have gone to that wreck in which you found the fuel," she added swiftly. "They unreeled a tube-line behind them as they went, and I can hear them pumping in the fuel now."
"Are the others guarding you?" Kent asked quickly.