"Father is resting," Doree said. "I'm sure he'll be all right in a little while. The treatment he received was a shock."
"It would have shaken a far stronger man. He'll be all right when he gets back to Terra and they honor him for this discovery."
The ship rocketed smoothly through space. Doree slipped into Mike's arms. "He found what he wanted. So did I." Mike kissed her.
A while later she asked, "Do you think the Baserites won?"
Mike stared out through the port, his eyes sad. "Somehow I don't think so. We can only hope. But soon a few thousand ships will appear in their skies. Their doors will be opened to all the universe and tyranny will not survive."
"Then we'll go back," Doree said.
"Then we'll go back."
THE END