“We might at that. No harm in trying.”
The three of them manhandled the cylinder on board the sled and lashed it into place-though both ends projected over the sides of the craft.
Kimber was doubly careful in his take-off. He brought them up with much room to spare away from the cliff side and circled back toward the valley.
“This answers one question,” Hogan leaned forward.
“We aren’t the first intelligent life here.”
“Yes.” The pilot added nothing to that bare assent. He was intent on reaching the star ship.
Dard squirmed in his seat. He did not need to turn to see that smooth piece of metal, he could feel its presence and what its presence meant to all of them.
Only intelligence, a high standard of intelligence could have fashioned it. And where was that intelligent life now? Watching and waiting for the Terrans to make the first fatal move?
4: THOSE OTHERS!
“EASY DOES IT NOW.” Cully laid down the chisel he had been using delicately and applied pressure with the flat of his hand.