"Well, no," said Dex hastily. "Now that I'm here, I suppose I might as well go through with it."
Brand laughed. "Try and get you out of it! I know your attitude toward a real jaunt. And it's a real jaunt we've got ahead of us, too, old boy. We're going to the red spot. Immediately."
ex's sandy eyebrows shot up. "The red spot! That's where Coblenz and Heiroy were lost!"
"And Journeyman," added Brand. "He's the latest victim of whatever's in the hell-hole."
Dex whistled. "Journeyman too! Well, all I've got to say is that whatever's there must be strong medicine. Journeyman was a damn fine man, and as brave as they come. Have you any idea what it's all about?"
"Not an idea. Nobody has. We're to go and find out—if we can. Are you all ready?"
"All ready," said Dex.
"So am I. We'll start at eleven o'clock in one of the Old Man's best cruisers. Meanwhile, we might as well go and hunt up a dinner somewhere, to fortify us against the synthetic pork chops and bread we'll be swallowing for the next fortnight."