By Arthur C. Clarke, Paul Preuss
Panique sur los angeles planète rouge ! l. a. plaque martienne, joyau de los angeles xénoatchéologie, a été volée. Pour tout indice, deux cadavres baignant dans leur sang... L'événement est grave : ce précieux artefact, le plus ancien qu'on ait jamais découvert, constitue l'unique hint tangible de l. a. mythique " tradition X ", cette puissante civilisation qui aurait occupé le système solaire bien avant l'apparition de l'humanité... Un nouveau défi pour l'inspecteur Ellen Troy, l. a. superenquêtrice dépêchée sur position par le Bureau spatial. Et une undertaking à haut risque : " on " cherche à faire de Mars sa dernière demeure, tandis que, sur Terre, tous les écrits relatifs à l. a. tradition X disparaissent mystérieusement. Y aurait-il un lien entre le vol et ses vieux adversaires, les " prophètes ", qui ont autrefois fait d'elle une plus-qu'humaine baptisée Sparta ?
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You go get help! Hurry! " I stared at her. " "You must. You will so! You've got to. " "If I did, I'd never speak to myself again. Look, Peewee, it won't wash. " "Oh, shut up for a change. You go and I stay and guard the door with the shillelagh. I'll hold 'em off while you round up the troops. " "I-" She stopped and looked very sober and utterly baffled. " Which shows how far her logic had gone to pot. The Mother Thing sang softly to her while I worried the thought that our last chance was t trickling away while we argued.
So I split my guesses and marked the spot. "Peewee? See that sharp peak with sort of a chin on its left profile? " She tried it by compass, then touched helmets. "Nice going, Kip. " I felt smug. " "Right. " It was about ten miles to the mountains; we made short work of it. You can make time on the Moon-if it is flat and if you can keep your balance. Peewee kept stepping it up until we were almost flying, long low strides that covered ground like an ostrich-and, do you know, it's easier fast than slow.
I had wondered how we could be so lost so close to human habitation -and how crawly monsters could hide a base only forty miles from Tombaugh Station. Well, I had time to think and could figure it out because I could see the Moon around me. Compared with the Moon the Arctic is swarming with people. The Moon's area is about equal to Asia-with fewer people than Centerville. It might be a century before anyone explored that plain where Wormface was based. A rocket ship passing over wouldn't notice anything even if camouflage hadn't been used; a man in a space suit would never go there; a man in a crawler would find their base only by accident even if he took the pass we were in and ranged around that plain.