"Well, Del Solar asked him his name and where he lived. That's how Marcia knew who he was. He lives in G-seven, but she couldn't remember his apartment number. Then Del Solar said he'd meet Hops in the Earth man's apartment as soon as he'd seen the Dohlmites."
Jennifer burst into the room leading Koal and Acpsahme.
"What's this about a traitor?" cried the usually calm Martian.
"Tell them," commanded Norman.
The Duchess repeated her story.
"If we can reach Hops in time," Koal exploded, "we're not lost yet!"
"Whether we're in time or not," interposed Acpsahme in a flat voice, "we've business with Hops. Have you got your gun, Norman?"
The young man caught his breath. The meaning behind Acpsahme's words was only too clear.
"Yes," he faltered. He felt hollow inside. He wasn't frightened, just sick.
"Come on," said Acpsahme in that unemotional voice.