"Tuning in Earth on the regular broadcast channels."
"Earth! At this time, Barry Williams, you would listen to Earth broadcasts!"
He turned to her reproachfully. "Don't you trust me yet? I must know how my government is reacting to the situation here; for, if you follow my advice, you and I will be putting the case of the Martians before that government. I still think we have a chance of convincing them. But we'll need to find a spaceship, and take it."
"You are right, Barry Williams," Deisanocta admitted sadly. "You were right in the beginning, and my efforts have only brought failure.
"My heart trusted you—believed in you; and because it was my heart, I mistrusted. I followed my reason instead—and no woman should do that."
"I'm following my heart—have from the beginning," Barry murmured. "And it tells me we haven't lost yet." His hands left her elbows, went about her waist. Behind them, the Martian turned away.
"Revolt of Martian savages," broke in a voice from the radio. They froze, listening to the words that followed; "Craig Grey, President of Grey Enterprises, Incorporated, is present in person at the scene of trouble, directing the heroic resistance of Terrestrial pioneers. He has been authorised by World Government to capture Barry Williams, investigator of the dastardly campaign, dead or alive.