I extinguished my light. What use was it to tell Grantline anything further? Besides, my light was endangering us. But the Grantline beam spelled another message:
Brigand ship is coming. It will be here before we can get out to you. No lights. We will try and hide our location.
And the signal beam brought a last appeal:
Miko and his men will divulge where we are unless you can stop them.
The beam vanished. The lights of the Grantline camp made a faint glow that showed above the crater edge. The glow died, as the camp now was plunged into darkness.
XXVII
We crouched in the shadows, the Earthlight filtering down to us. The skulking figure of Miko had vanished; but I was sure he was out there somewhere on the crags, lurking, maneuvering to where he could strike us with his ray. Anita's metal-gloved hand was on my arm; in my ear-diaphragm her voice sounded eager:
"What was the signal, Gregg?"
I told her everything.