Hunt nodded. "Very interesting, this. There are a few points I'd like to go over just to make sure I've got it straight. Some parts just don't made sense."

"We should've guessed," Maddson sighed resignedly. "Okay, shoot."

"Let's work through the entries in sequence," Hunt suggested. "I'll stop when we get to the odd bits. By the way . . ." He inclined his head in the direction of the door. "What's the funny sign outside?"

Maddson grinned proudly. "It's my name in Lunarian. Literally it means Scholar Crazy-Boy. Get it? Don Mad-Son. See?"

"Oh, Christ," Hunt groaned. He returned his attention to the papers.

"You've expressed the Lunarian-dated entries simply as consecutive numbers starting at Day One, but subdivisions of their day are converted into our hours."

"Check," Maddson confirmed. "Also, where there's doubt about the accuracy of the translation, the phrase is put in parentheses with a question mark. That helps keep things simple."

Hunt selected his first sheet. "Okay," he said. "Let's start at the beginning." He read aloud:

"Day One. As expected, today we received full (mobilization alert?) orders. Probably means a posting somewhere. Koriel . . . This is Charlie's pal who turns up later, isn't it?"

"Correct."

". . . thinks it could be to one of the (ice nests far-intercept?). What's that?"

"That's an awkward one," Maddson replied. "It's a composite word; that's the literal translation. We think it could refer to a missile battery forming part of an outer defense perimeter, located out on the ice sheets."

"Mmm—sounds reasonable. Anyhow, Hope so. It would be a change to get away from the monotony of this place. Bigger food ration in (ice-field combat zones?). Now . . ." Hunt looked up. "He says, 'the monotony of this place.' How sure are we that we know where 'this place' is?"

"Pretty sure," Maddson replied with a firm nod. "The name of a town is written above the date at the top of the entry. It checks with the name of a coastal town on Cerios and also with the place given in his pay book for his last posting but one."

"So you're sure he was on Minerva when he wrote this?"

"Sure, we're sure."

"Okay. I'll skip the next bit that talks about personal thoughts.

"Day Two. Koriel's hunches have proved wrong for once. We're going to Luna."

Hunt looked up again, evidently considering this part important. "How do you know he means Earth's Moon there?"