He took off his shirt and dropped, exhausted, beside her. * * * * * He awoke with the idea. "Dot! Dot I think I've found it!" He was instantly on his feet, trying to jam the sleep back from the center of his brain, trying to make sure it was no left-over figment from a nightmare, a wild dream. He heard her foot-steps coming almost at a run. "What is it? You sound as if you've found a pre-Truman dollar under the bed--" "I don't know--it may be as half-baked as the kind that came later--worth even less, perhaps, but it's worth a try. They say desperate situations call for desperate action...." "Take it easy, now. You aren't the blood and thunder type, exactly!" There was a note of cautious anticipation in her voice, but there was hope in it, and it was enough. "Tomorrow--or more exactly, some sixteen hours from now, we are scheduled to take-off for Venus headquarters to begin the games...." "Yes, I know," she said quietly. "Well that's it, don't you see? I'll go of course--I'll go but not all the way!" "Doug I won't let you--anymore than you'd let me try to seduce the Prelate General into giving us the thing!" "And I'll bet you could, too!" He laughed, and it was a real laugh for the first time in what seemed all his life. "But I'm afraid the Prelate General is going to be denied that dainty bit of intrigue, my darling. Don't you see? Space-ships--they've got to have a method of communication! High-frequency radio--high-voltage stuff! Ten to one I'd find a power-pack aboard!" "No, Doug, no...." "It's a chance, Dot, and it's a good one. I'll be the ranking officer aboard of course--I shouldn't have too much trouble in pirating the thing--I'll make them rip the pack out for me, then I'll order them to bring me back. Then it'll just be a race against time." He stood there, staring at the delicate tracery of a lattice-work wall, not seeing it. But he heard the fear in Dot's voice. "A space-ship, Doug.... Why you'd--you'd die." He laughed. "I'm sure the other Quadrates don't plan on dying, not for awhile yet, anyway. And I know it'll work, if I'm careful. And I've been careful so far." He looked at her, and the fear had not left her eyes. "You mustn't be afraid, Dot," he said then. "There's less to fear this way, because this way there's at least a chance. Don't you see the beauty of it--right up to the last moment, everything will appear to be as it should--and then before there's even any suspicion I'll take over--probably be almost back to Earth before they even know anything's gone hay-wire." "Won't they be able to radio back from the other ships, I mean, when they realize things aren't as they should be--that the ship you are in isn't tagging along in the formation? They'll just be waiting for you when you land, Doug." "They'll want to be waiting, sure--but they won't know where, not until I'm down, and safely out, headed here."