In Luna's shroud-like shadows two men lay waiting for each other's move, even their guns obscured. But the dancing space moths weren't fooled. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Winter 1947. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]…
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