The Company fleet hung off Keegark, at fifteen thousand feet, in a belt of calm air just below the seesawing currents from the warming Antarctic and the cooling deserts of the Arctic. There was the _Procyon_, from the bridge of which von Schlichten watched the movements of the other ships and airboats and the distant horizon. The _Aldebaran_ was ten miles off, to the west, her metal sheathing glinting the red light of the evening sun. There was the _Northern Star_, down from Skilk, a smaller and more distant twinkle of reflected light to the north of _Aldebaran_. The _Northern Lights_ was off to the east, and between her and _Procyon_ was a fifth ship; turning the arm-mounted binoculars around, he could just make out, on her bow, the figure-head bust of a man in an ancient top-hat and a fringe of chin-beard. She was the _Oom Paul Kruger_, captured by the _Procyon_ after a chase across the mountains north-east of Keegark the day before. And, remote from the other ships, to the south, a tiny speck of blue-gray, almost invisible against the sky, and a smaller twinkle of reflected sunlight--a garbage-scow, unflatteringly but somewhat aptly rechristened _Hildegarde Hernandez_, which had been altered as a bomb-carrier, and the gun-cutter _Elmoran_. With the glasses, he could see a bulky cylinder being handled off the scow and loaded onto the improvised bomb-catapult on the _Elmoran's_ stern. Shortly thereafter, the gun-cutter broke loose from the tender and began to approach the fleet. "General, I must protest again against your doing this," Air-Commodore Hargreaves said. "There's simply no sense in it. That bomb can be dropped without your personal supervision aboard, sir, and you're endangering yourself unnecessarily. That infernal-machine hasn't been tested or anything; it might even let go on the catapult when you try to drop it. And we simply can't afford to lose you, now." "No, what would become of us, if you go out there and blow yourself up with that contraption?" Buhrmann supported him. "My God, I thought Don Quixote was a Spaniard, instead of a German!"