“Yep. There aren’t many exchange students for Little America, son! I guess they figure we can have it. But a Government agent, huh? Anything, important?”
Pete nodded. “We’ll have to leave here as soon as we can. Say, do you have a plane, Mr. Jenkins?”
“What for? We can’t take any sight-seeing tours down here. But seriously, a jet comes in once a week from Tierra del Fuego. Should be along in three days, near as I can figure it.”
“Will they have room for us?”
“I expect so, provided you’re ready to travel. Excuse me, son. I’m going in to take a look at your friend.”
Ceres Base, in the asteroids, was a large dome-city on Ceres, the largest planetoid of them all. Actually, the Solar Patrol base there was a huge, glorified lighthouse which charted courses above and below the Belt for freig
