I jumped up and ran twenty feet toward the bow; then back, toward the stern, flinging down the last of my bombs. The darkness was like a cloud down there, enveloping the outer brigands. But up here we were above it, etched by the starlight and Earthglow.
I came back to Anita.
"We'll have to chance it now."
"Gregg...."
"Good-by, dear. I'll jump first, down this side—you follow."
To leap into that black patch, with the rocks under it....
"Gregg—"
She was trying to tell me to look overhead. She gestured. "Gregg, see!"
I saw it out over the plains—a little speck amid the stars. A moving speck, coming toward us!