"I wish," said Calhoun, "that you'd tell me the truth occasionally! Come out, please!"
There were stirrings. After a little the door opened and Maril appeared. She looked as if she'd been crying. She said quickly;
"I probably look queer, but it's because I was asleep."
"To the contrary," said Calhoun, fuming, "you've been lying awake crying. I don't know why. I've been out here wishing I could sleep, because I'm frustrated. But since you aren't asleep maybe you can help me with my job. I've figured some things out. For some others I need facts. How about it?"
She swallowed.
"I'll try."
"Coffee?" he asked.
Murgatroyd popped his head out of his miniature sleeping-cabin.
"Chee?" he asked interestedly.
"Go back to sleep!" snapped Calhoun.