Cum Grano Salis

The pile of glowing coals that had been Storage Shed Number One was still sending up tongues of flame, but they were nothing compared with what they'd been half an hour before.

His voice trailed off. Very likely, when the ship returned, it would find an empty base. The first-string team simply wasn't set up for exhaustive work; its job was to survey th...

+--------------------------------------------------------------+ | Transcriber's Note and Errata | | | | This etext was produced from Astounding Science Fiction, May | | 1959. E...