"Fine," said Gary. "Glad to be here. I suppose Evans is still around.”
"He is," said Smith. "He's up at the house now. His ship is in the hangar.
Personally, I figure he's planning to take off and let the SCC do what they can about it.”
Smith fell in step with them. "It's good to see new faces," he declared, "especially a woman. We don't have women visitors very often.”
"I'm sorry," said Gary. "I forgot.”
He introduced Caroline and Herb to Smith as they plodded past the radio shack and started for the laboratory.
"It gets God-lonesome out here," said Smith. "This is a hellish place, if I do say so myself. No wind. No moon. No nothing. Very little difference between day and night because there's never any clouds to cover the stars and even in the daytime the Sun is little better than a star.”
His tongue, loosened by visitors to talk to, rambled on. "A fellow gets kind of queer out here," he told them.
"It's enough to make anyone get queer. I think the doctor is half crazy from staying here too long. He thinks he's getting messages from some place far away. Acts mysterious about it.”
"You think he just imagines it?" asked Herb.