Matt understood her hesitation, since Venerian diet runs to starch and protein, not to sugar. -He assured her that Thurlow would be helped thereby. They transferred the contents to a bladder.
The cadets talked over what they should do about the Astarte after dinner that night. Matt insisted that she could be made to fly; Tex remained of the opinion that they would be silly to attempt it. "She might get high enough to crash-no higher."
Oscar listened, then said, "Matt, did you check the tanks?" Matt admitted that he had. "Then you know there isn't any fuel."
"Then why are you arguing?" Tex interrupted. "The matter is settled."
"No, it's not, announced Oscar. "Well try to fly her."
"HuhF
"She can't fly and well try anyhow," Oscar went on.
"But why?"
"Okay-here's why. If we just sit here long enough, the Patrol will come along and find us, won't they?"
"Probably," agreed Matt.