An hour later they saw it. A quarter mile lane burned through the trees and shrubs, running straight as a string from the horizon to the river, and continuing on the other side. They beached the raft, in case the necessity arose to cross back, and trudged until they came to the first mile marker. They were on the right side. The arrow pointed in the direction they were going, and the enamelled sign said, simply, JAPETUS D.D. No. 1 12 m. 19 km. After a pause, Madsen spoke. "We made it, thanks to what you knew about Japetus. All those little things that added up." "Oh those," said Morley. "Just," he hesitated. "Just--odds and ends." End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Morley's Weapon, by D. W. Barefoot