'Why, I'm-I'm Jack Smith. I know these two boys. I was sitting talking with them before this happened.'
The two policemen looked at one another again.
Then they both looked at the senator.
'Why, I guess it would be all right,' agreed the little policeman. 'But you see they keep peaceable or we'll throw all three of you in the jug.'
They eyed him sternly. The senator shifted uneasily. Then he stepped forward and took Gramp and Jurg Tec by the arm.
'Come on, boys, let's have a drink,' he suggested.
'I still say,' protested Gramp, 'that one Earthman can lick ten Marshies — '
'Here, here,' warned the senator, 'you pipe down. I promised the police you two would be friends.'
'Friends with him?' asked Gramp.
'Why not?' asked the senator. 'After all, this reunion is for the purpose of demonstrating the peace and friendship which exists between Mars and Earth. Out of the dust and roar of battle rises a newer and clearer understanding. An understanding which will lead to an everlasting peace-'