"Rivera!"
"I answer for him," came Tex's voice.
"Wheeler!"
"Wheeler's here too," Tex answered again. "They're all here, Matt. We're ready."
"Complement complete, Captain;"
"Very well, sir."
"How is he, Oz?"
"He's closed his eyes again. Raise ship when ready."
"Aye aye, sir. According to plan-raise ship. He grasped the wing controls and waited. The Astarte reared on her belly jets, drove up and forward and into the mists of Venus.