"Deenmor is sending, Buck," McLaurin said as he entered. "They're down to the last fifty-five tons. They'll have more time now--a rest while Phobos sinks. Mars Center has another 250 tons, but--it's just a question of time. Have you any hope to offer?" "No," said Kendall in a strained voice. "But, Mac, I don't think men like those are afraid to die. It's dying uselessly they fear. Tell 'em--tell 'em they've defended not alone Mars, but all the system, in holding up the Strangers on Mars. We here on Luna have been s…
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