The twinkling fire came nearer and they could make out the outlines of
the slim-ship. It rapidly grew in size and finally settled to a heavy,
groaning rest on the pitted and blackened landing field.
Karl was holding his breath, staring at the outline of the hatch on the
ship's rusty side. It opened and the flight of descent stairs slid out.
The captain and crew came out first.
Then the women filed down the ladder, smiling timidly and looking cold
and frightened.
Karl could hear Hill gulping noisily beside him and knew that his own
mouth was gaping. But he couldn't help it.
The girls were gorgeous.