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"But see here," I said, "did they mention the Martian, Molo, at all?"
"They were discussing Molo before you arrived," Grantline told us.
We had drawn back from the doorway. The conference, with the dead thing removed, was proceeding. Snap and I had momentarily forgotten Anita and Venza; but now we were in a panic to get back to the Red Spark.
"But you can't go," said Grantline. "Brayley ordered you here. He'll want to see you in a moment."
"Well, why doesn't he see us now?" Snap protested. "I'm not going to cool myself off sitting here."
"Oh yes, you are."
Grantline sent word to Brayley that we were here. In a moment the answer came. We were to wait a short time; he would want to see us.
We swiftly told Grantline what had happened at the Red Spark, and found that already he knew. Francis had relayed it to the conference, and Halsey was in constant communication with the officials here.
"Then what is happening?" I demanded. "Where are the girls? Has Halsey heard from them?"