"At the Moon. We will be there in thirty hours. Your figures gave that, did they not?"
"Yes," I said. "And the other ship—how fast is it?"
"Quite fast. In eight days—perhaps nine, it will reach the Moon."
She seemed willing enough to talk. There was indeed, no reason why she shouldn't: I could not, she naturally felt, turn the knowledge to account. Certainly my position seemed desperately helpless.
"Manned—" I prompted.
"About forty men."
"And armed? Long range projectors?"
"You ask very avid questions, Gregg!"
"Why should I not? Don't you suppose I'm interested?" I touched her. "Moa, did it ever occur to you, if once you and Miko trusted me—which you don't—I might show more interest in joining you?"