I DIDN’T have any more time to give to my suspicions. Things were beginning to happen now as we made camp, and I did my best to look busy. When Dr. Havensson called to me, I went over immediately to see what he wanted.
I DIDN’T“Chester,” he said, “I would like to have you draw up in longhand two copies of an agreement between our* expedition and the rocket party. I’m sure you heard the conversation a few minutes ago.”
I nodded.
“Good. Use your own language, but make it clear and unmistakable. This is a major responsibility.”
I hurried back to where I had left my pack,’ pulled out my notebook, and began to write. I drew up, several drafts before I was satisfied that I had it down pat. At the same time I gave silent thanks for my legal background as a court reporter; it helped me to do a
