or, where his fall had flung him in awkward posture, Chet
saw this; saw it and marveled vaguely. What picture he had formed of
Haldgren--what he had expected of him--he could not have told. Certainly
it was not this slenderly youthful figure, nor this reaction that was
more of fright than startled amazement. And the voice! Surely he had
heard an involuntary, half-stifled scream!

He came slowly to his feet. And he was wondering now if his deductions
had been wrong. He had been to sure that the sender of those messages
was an Earth-man; he had been so certain of finding Haldgren.

* * * * *

Slowly he crossed the table of rock toward the waiting figure; gently he
extended his hands, palms upward, in a gesture of peaceful promise.
Whoever, whatever this was--this Moon-being who had signaled and in
doing so had happened upon the letters that had a definite meaning of
Earth--Chet knew he must not frighten him. One outstretched hand touched
the metal that cased an arm; moved upward to the headpiece, as
close-fitting as his own; tilted it that the light of Earth might shine
within and show him what manner of being he had found.

And Chet, who had seen strange creatures on that Dark Moon where he and
Harkness had explored, was prepared, despite the suit so like his own,
to see some weird being of this newer world. But for what the soft light
of that distant Earth disclosed he was entirely unprepared.

Eyes, blue and lovely as an azure sea but wide with terror and dismay;
eyes that showed plainly a consternation of unbelief that changed
slowly, as the blue eyes stared into Chet's gray ones, until they were
suddenly misty with tears; and the figure sagged and would have dropped
at his feet had he not caught it in his arms.

He heard his own voice exclaiming in wonderment: "A girl! One of our own
kind! Out here! On the Moon!"

And another voice, sweetly tremulous, replied:

"Oh, it's true--it's true! You have come! You read my call! Oh, I hardly
dared hope--"

Then the thrilling ecstasy of happiness in the voice gave place to
accents of dismay as some horror of fear swept in upon her.

"And I've brought you to this! You will be lost! Quick! Climb for your
life! I will come after. Quick! Quick!"

* * * * *

There was agony in the voice now, and the figure wrenched itself from
Chet's arms to point one slender hand upward in frantic urging, while
yet the hea