"What!"
I told him again. It would be here in eight days. Fully manned and
armed.
"But Haljan, we have almost no weapons! All my _Comet's_ space was
taken with equipment and the mechanisms for my camp. I can't signal
Earth! I was depending on the _Planetara_!"
It surged upon us. The brigand menace past? We were blindly
congratulating ourselves on our safety! But it would be eight days or
more before in distant Ferrok-Shahn the nonarrival of the _Planetara_
would cause any real comment. No one was searching for us--no one was
worried over us.
No wonder the crafty Miko was willing to take his chances out here in
the Lunar wilds! His ship, his reinforcements, his weapons were coming
rapidly!
And we were helpless. Almost unarmed. Marooned here on the Moon!