But the Earthman had reckoned without the huge planetoid swarm which lay directly in their path. The two Sirian ships plunged into the midst of these miniature worlds and in an instant were lost. Power control wide open, Standish zoomed in pursuit. But though he swung the cosmoscope to every angle he saw no sign of his quarry. "He's slid through our fingers this time," he told Ga-Marr bitterly. "But our chance will come again." Heavily he swung the tiller and returned to the area of combat. The two helpless cruisers and the portions of the third were drifting idly without steerageway. Standish steered the _Phantom_ alongside, shot out the magnetic grappling bars and secured the two derelicts. Then he headed the big ship back to Lyra. A great crowd awaited them. As the _Phantom_ and its twin burden settled slowly downward, hundreds of Lyrians ran to the landing field. The court guard, resplendent in shining armor, took their places in formation, and the Emperor and his ministers hastily assembled on a raised pavilion. Then the two wrecked cruisers were opened, and the prisoners led forth. "You will be well treated," the Emperor addressed them collectively. "We do not subjugate our captives of war after your fashion; but until the Sirians cease their raids upon this planet, you will not be permitted to leave." Standish ordered the _Phantom_ inspected and such damage as had been inflicted by Drum Faggard's guns repaired. Then with Thalia at his side, he moved slowly toward the palace. "Some day," he said, "all this will be over. I don't know how, but I'm going to do everything in my power to bring this bloody war to an end. Then ..." The girl smiled and lowered her eyes. "Then?" she prompted softly. But Standish colored and became suddenly silent. Even during the heat of the battle, his heart had not beat as fast as it was beating now. VIII Six Lyrian months had passed since Standish and Ga-Marr had escaped from the unknown planet. During those months the fame of the _Phantom_ had spread fast as light. From the constellation Cygnus to the twelfth and fifteenth magnitude stars, the name of Captain Ether, behind which Standish hid his identity swept through the interplanetary lanes. Transports from powerful and peaceful Alpha Centauri moved with extra convoys, ready for instant action. No one knew when the _Phantom_ would strike. No one knew from what planet it came to attack like a black meteor without warning. Yet Standish challenged no ship but those of Sirius. Haunting the lanes between Sirius and Earth, he seized enemy prison ships and troop transports alike with daring regularity. The city of Calthedra was filled to overflowing with Sirian prisoners. But the man Standish wanted most, Drum Faggard, was never on a captured ship.