"WHAT they’ll say on Mars when we bring all this back!" Gareth Crane exalted. "The greatest Martian archaeological find on record—a treasure worth millions!"
In his excitement, he did not feel the bone-penetrating chill of the bitter Martian night crowding sullenly down on the little camp in the ruins. His lanky, felt-clad figure was bent tautly, his lean, serious, spectacled young face feverish with excitement as he surveyed the glittering baubles spread out on the red sand.
A shapeless figure, huddled in heavy felt blankets close to the atomic heater, spoke in a high shrill voice...
Merci beaucoup, Doc Mars!
You're welcome, Paul!
ReplyDeleteIt's a great pleasure to read your aware blog.