“Space-ship all right, so I suppose it’s Anziba. He’s moving fast, too. Faster than we are, I think, since he’s growing smaller.”
“In which direction is he heading?”
“Away from the sun, which inevitably takes him in the direction of Earth’s orbit. But he’d never be fool enough to try to land on Earth, surely?”
“Hardly—and it won’t be safe for him to land on Mars, either. There are colonists there too, remember. He just has no planet where he can gain a foothold. Probably he doesn’t know himself yet where he intends to settle. He may be risking the outer deeps—Jupiter, Saturn, or one of the big fellows.”
“Then why should we endanger ourselves? Isn’t it sufficient that he is an outcast and can’t set foot anywhere?”
“With a man like him it is not sufficient, Van. As long as he has life h
