 How will the story likely continue?
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Fall 1944. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. The Spacemen's was a sanctuary, a rest club where in-coming pilots and crewmen could relax before leaving for another voyage. The rule that no females could pass its portals was strictly enforced. To her publishers and her readers she might be Annabella C. Flowers, author of a long list of science fiction novels. Her annual income totaled into six figures, and her publishers sat back and massaged their digits, watching their earnings mount. They may have been dime novels, but they weren't synthetic. If Annabella C. Flowers wrote a novel, and the locale was the desert of Mars, she packed her carpet bag and hopped a liner for Craterville. "All complete, I'll bet, with threats against the universe and beautiful Earth heroines dragged in by the hair." A theater to the grizzled colonials on this side of the planet meant a shack on stilts over the muck, zilcon wood seats and dingy atobide lamps. But the place was packed with miners, freight-crew-men—all the tide and wash of humanity that made Swamp City the frontier post it is. On the right were nine visi sets, each with its new improved pantascope panel and switchboard. When it had subsided, the man continued: "As most of you are familiar with our program, it will be unnecessary to give any advance explanation. These questions, my nine experts will endeavor to answer. For every question missed, the sender will receive a check for one thousand planetoles . Questions from Mars, from Earth, from Saturn flowed in the visi sets. When they failed, or when the Truthicator flashed a red light, he announced the name of the winner. Moments later an official hydrocar roared up and a dozen I.P. men rushed out and scattered the crowd. She took my arm and led me around a corner and through a doorway under a sign that read THE JET. For a moment the old lady sat there in silence; then she leaned back, closed her eyes, and I knew there was a story coming. "When it was finished I had planned to take a six months' vacation, but those fool publishers of mine insisted I do a sequel. To make a long story short, I got him talking about his adventures, and he told me plenty." Occasionally, as with the weak-willed, there is a spirit of intolerance.
 The group will continue to search for a way to get to the Green Flames.
 The group will continue to search for a way to get to the Green Flames.  The Green Flames will make Grannie Annie lose her drive to obtain them.  Grannie Annie will leave the storage of Green Flame behind, since she can’t get through the glass.  arn will betray the duo and take the lot for himself.