“Well, the first flight of the silver ship is ended,” David mused, as he guided his ship over the field. “I wonder what her next will be. So many things have happened.”
“The Moonbeam has brought you fame and fortune, hasn’t she, David?”
David did not answer. The great ship hovered above the field, then slowly sank, the landing crew in full formation beneath her. Down and down, slowly, gracefully until her ropes were seized by eager, practiced hands.
“She’s brought me something better than fame and fortune;” said David, suddenly, answering Dulcie’s question. “Hammond-Ellison: partners. Does that stand, Dulcie?”
Her eyes met his.
“It certainly stands,” she said.