Few colonists had seen a Martian, so why
worry about them causing trouble? Yet Spencer
had been killed—and Rex Tate trapped by the—
Secret Of The Martians
By Paul W. Fairman
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Imagination Stories of Science and Fantasy
February 1956
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
Gordon Malloy, Chief of Interplanetary Security, rocked back in his chair, and with seeming unconcern looked Rex Tate over searchingly. "How was Pluto?"
"Stinking. Why we want that frozen lump in the Federation is something I can't figure."
"Rich in minerals."
"You left me there for seven Terran months," Rex allowed criticism to sound in his voice.