"Why do you say that?"
"There was another explorer in here yesterday. He'd just made the Mars hop and return. He was interested in supernatural literature, also. It seems there are actually 'tombs' on Mars."
"What are 'tombs'?" Lantry was learning to keep his mouth closed.
"You know, those things they once buried people in."
"Barbarian custom. Ghastly!"
"Isn't it? Well, seeing the Martian tombs made this young explorer curious. He came and asked if we had any of those authors you mentioned. Of course we haven't even a smitch of their stuff." She looked at his pale face. "You are one of the Martian rocket men, aren't you?"
"Yes," he said. "Got back on the ship the other day."
"The other young man's name was Burke."
"Of course. Burke! Good friend of mine!"
"Sorry I can't help you. You'd best get yourself some vitamin shots and some sun-lamp. You look terrible, Mr. ——?"