He had in this expedition some ten thousand men--and nearly a thousand of the Garland insects. And there were several thousand women and children. The Braun race--earth's future ruling race--these were to be the pioneers. They were not all on this vehicle; there were others, equally as large. And several small globes. This vehicle held only the main equipment--the scientific apparatus for war. He mentioned flying platforms, more mobile for low-altitude air transportation than this great Space-liner; I gathered that they were platforms similar to the one on which Zetta and I had been brought from Garla. "How are the other Space-vehicles going to find you?" I suggested. "We are leading. I shall pick out an earth base and then signal them where it is. Soon, Peter, before we get to earth, you and I mus' talk some serious details. You will help me pick our earth base--" I saw then the wisdom of Zetta's plan that we should be in Graff's confidence; here, at least, I could influence him. His landing place on earth; I would urge him as best I could to where he would do earth least damage. Perhaps I might even be able to sway his whole campaign into a channel least damaging to us. Once I mentioned the Infra-red Control. He shut me up very sharply. * * * * * There was one time during the voyage when by chance I overheard Graff and Zetta when they thought they were alone. It was Graff in a new light. Amazing scoundrel! I thought at the time--and I still think--that in this one instance at least, every word that he uttered was truthful and sincere. I could hear and see both him and Zetta plainly. They were in Graff's cabin, where I ate my meals; I was in the length of passageway leading to my room, which now was freely allowed me. I cannot claim I did not try to eavesdrop; for most assuredly I did. Graff was saying: "If you insis' I talk in English I will do it. For the practice, as you say." Did Zetta know I overheard them? Did she want me thus to realize upon what basis they were? I think so; but I have never known it for a certainty. "And if we are to live on earth, Zetta, it is best. The race which speaks English is greatest on earth. Is it so?" "I think, yes." They were sitting by the table; I saw him reach out and touch her arm, saw her involuntarily shrink away. "Zetta! You hurt me much when you do that." "I cannot help it, Graff." He leaned toward her. I could see his face. Sincere--for the moment absolutely sincere. "You are afraid of me?" "No, I am not." "Do not be, Zetta. I love you--I want you to marry me in whatever fashion they use on earth." His voice was impassioned. "Oh, Zetta, what a future there will be for you and me! Cannot you see it? Look ahead! I will be greatest man of this great worl'."