 Monster in size, sir. Making lunatic dashes toward us. At collision speeds. Men skipping away at the same fantastic speed. We are not a warship. Here it comes. There it goes away again. All on radio locate. On busy plate by eye, nothing. Can't detect a thing. How many solar systems in our galaxy? How many? How many planets fit for life? And how many kinds of life could there be? If this ship isn't from Earth, and it isn't,