byWhen next an Armadian ship came to Terra it was a gala day. This time it hove into sight escorted by a guard of honor; not harried and hounded by Terran cruisers pecking futilely away at it out of their dread of the unknown. Now the world knew that the Armadian intentions were not hostile. They merely wanted that portion of the Solar System which Earthmen could not use themselves, and by way of recompense had sent an ambassador with a generous offer. If the Earth cruisers would quit attacking the Armadians engaged in mining the Red Spot on Jupiter and cede that planet and Saturn, the Terrans would be granted reciprocal rights in the Armadians’ own bailiwick—the vast family of planets that swam about the sun Gol. It was this successful envoy whom the latest Armadian ship had come to pick
