"Jardine and
Bangs--well, they're--they _were_ sorta friends of mine."
They were silent all the way back to the station, each with his own
thoughts--Stefens puzzling over the cause of the crash, Loring and Mason
exchanging quick furtive glances and wondering how long their story
would hold up, and Tom wondering how much Roger's changing the power
circuits on the radar had to do with the crash of the ship.
"That's right," snapped Connel to the two enlisted spacemen. "I said I
wanted the radar section of the communications deck closed and sealed
off until further investigations. You can hook up and use one of the
monitors in the traffic control meantime."
The two red-clad spacemen turned and walked away. Stefens stood to one
side.
"Don't you think that's carrying things a little too far, sir?" he asked
Connel.
"I'm doing this as much to protect Cadet Manning as I am to prosecute
him! I want to be sure there was no connection between the crash of the
_Annie Jones_ and his tampering with the radar circuits!" Connel
replied.
"I guess you're right, sir," replied Stefens. "Those two survivors,
Loring and Mason, are having coffee in the mess if you want to talk to
them.
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