As he fell he caught sight of a familiar silvery shape looming large before him, swaying and rocking as the surface of the asteroid swayed and rocked. He was on the Twin, which must have already struck the first asteroid…. and the Space Pup was only a few rods away!
He spread his body flat on the surface to keep from being tossed about as the two slabs of rock, suddenly thrown together with terrific force, danced a jig in space.
Where was Vernon? Had he landed? Or was he miles behind? As soon as the Twin struck, the first asteroid also must have been knocked out of its orbit. Both must now be rushing through space. If Vernon had not been close enough to be captured by the gravity of the two, he would now be somewhere out there in the’ darkness alone, and perhaps helpless.
A wave of illness swept over Vince at that thought. Would he be able to find him in time? Or would he only pick up a corpse, a man floating in space, dead from lack of air?
He raised his head to stare at the Space Pup and a cry of gladness welled up into his throat A man was crawling toward him over the weaving surface. Vernon! His brother…. safe!
Words beat in upon him.
“Vince, are you all right? Vince! Vince, you’re all right, aren’t you?”
“Sure, I’m all right, kid.”
The two crawled together and locked arms.
“We took an awful chance, kid,” said Vince.