It was obvious that we would be the dirtiest group of spacemen who ever made an interplanetary voyage. "In addition," Spartan went on, "No. Five motor is not functioning because it was hit by a meteor. We have yet to determine how badly it is damaged, but since it is important that we have that extra margin of safety, we must make every attempt to repair it. And if that isn't enough trouble for us, two of our crew have engaged in a disgraceful brawl." "It was _not_ a brawl!" said Gail. "Miss Loring, I've warned you. I will increase your punishment if you continue with these remarks. I've called you together here to hold a court-martial to decide where to fix the blame for the damage to the water machinery. Now, Miss Loring, if you want to talk, you can tell me what happened." Gail, who had found time to put on another uniform, bowed her head. "It is very embarrassing, Dr. Spartan--" "It is necessary," said Spartan. Gail hesitated, collecting her thoughts. "When the meteor alarm was given I went to my station in the machinery room, which is nearest my quarters in the rear cupola of the ship--" "We all know that. It is unnecessary to give these details," said Spartan. "After you gave the all-clear signal, Morrie--Mr. Grover--who had been in the kitchen, came in through the bulkhead and asked me if I was all right. After I told him I was, he broke down and began to cry. I felt sorry for him and went over and put my arm on his shoulders to cheer him up." "Are you sure, Miss Loring, that was the only reason you put your arm around him?" Spartan asked. "I did _not_ put my arm around him, Doctor," Gail said succinctly. "Mr. Grover apparently had been under tremendous strain. As you know, he's the youngest member of the crew." "He's old enough to have mature emotions." "He has shown that his emotions are definitely _not_ mature," Gail replied. "As I said before, I tried to cheer him up, but he--like other people I could name--put a different interpretation on an innocent gesture. He threw his arms around me and kissed me. He said some wild things about being in love with me. I tried to push him away, explaining that I was a married woman--" "We all understand about that marriage," Morrie broke in. "Nevertheless, I made promises at that ceremony and I intend to keep them until Bill Drake is no longer my husband," she replied. "I thought Morrie was out of his head. Then, before I knew it, he began to tear off my clothing. I tried to struggle but he held me so tightly I couldn't. Then Bill Drake appeared. He threw Mr. Grover across the room, and Morrie tore a piece of pipe from the condenser and they--they fought." "Then it was Drake who threw Grover into the machinery?" Spartan asked. "Yes," replied Gail. "But it wasn't intentional." "It may not have been intentional!" Spartan snarled, "but it has endangered the success of this expedition."