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re save in dreams. Above their heads hung a huge round greenish globe, with a white polar ice-cap plainly visible. It hung in mid-sky and was four times the size of the Moon as seen from Earth. If one stood still and looked at it, it would undoubtedly be seen to be revolving, once in some twenty-four hours. Mike scuffled in the dust in which he walked. Nobody had emerged from the Moonship yet. The four of them were literally the first human beings ever to set foot on the surface of the Moon. But none of them mentioned the fact, though all were acutely aware of it. Mike kicked up dust. It rose in a curiously liquid-like fashion. There was no air to scatter it. It settled deliberately back again. Mike spoke with an odd constraint. "No green cheese," he said absurdly. "No," agreed Joe. "Let's go over to the Moonship. It looks all right. It couldn't have landed hard." They went toward the bulk of the ship from Earth, which now was a base for the military occupation of a globe with more land-area than all Earth's continents put together--but not a drop of water. The Moonship was tilted slightly askew, but it was patently unharmed. There were faces at every port in the hull. The Chief stopped suddenly. A sizable boulder rose from the dust. The Chief struck it smartly with his space-gloved hand. "I'm counting coup on the Moon!" he said zestfully "Tie that, you guys!" Then he joined the others on their way to the Moonship's main lock. "Shall we knock?" asked Mike humorously. "I doubt they've got a door-bell!" But the lock-door was opening to admit them. They crowded inside. Commander Brown was waiting for them with an out-stretched hand. "Glad to have you aboard." And there was a genuine smile creeping across his face. * * * * * Joe talked with careful distinctness into a microphone. His voice took a little over a second to reach its destination. Then there was a pause of the same length before the first syllable of Sally's reply came to him from Earth. "I've reported to your father," said Joe carefully, "and the Moonship has reported to the Navy. In a couple of hours Haney and the Chief and Mike and I will be taking off to go back to the Platform. We got rockets from the stores of the Moonship." Sally's voice was surprisingly clear. It wavered a little, but there was no sound of static to mar reception. "Then what, Joe?" "I'm bringing written reports and photo
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