"I got 'em out in time."
"Well, Moulton didn't. Their ship's been considerably damaged."
"Thanks, Max. Let me know if anything else breaks."
While Swenson had been talking, two Special Messages and an astrogram had been laid on his desk. He first read one of the Special Messages.
Acme Interplanetary Express
147 Z Street
New York
Gentlemen:
We are holding you responsible for the damage to our ship Number 57, now on the Moon. The captain of your ship should have known the potential danger and warned Senator Higby of the time factor.
We will contact the PCC at once.