Again it seemed that this must be farewell.
"Gregg, dear one, we've got to do it!"
Those waiting figures would pounce on us.
"Anita, lie here a moment."
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 there we were
above it, etched by the starlight and Earthglow.