“Shall we move out?” Max said. “It looks like the mission can’t possibly fail now. We’re only minutes from the secret laboratory.”
“Max, the wind is getting stronger again,” 99 said.
“Hurry!” Max urged.
They scrambled out of the shelter, harnessed the dogs to the sled, and set out once more, racing across the snow in the direction the Eskimo had pointed. The wind howled about their heads. Snow piled high in drifts.
“Max. . we’ll never make it. .” 99 cried.
“Mush!” Max shouted.
“Max, you don’t have to be nasty!”
“I was shouting at the dogs, 99!”
“Max! Up ahead! It’s- It’s a low brick building, Max!”
“The lab! Courage, 99! Only a few more steps!”
Battling the wind, they struggled on. Step by step they neared the low brick building. Then, finally, almost exhausted, they reached it. Max threw open the door. They staggered through the opening. 99 collapsed on the floor. Fighting the storm, Max closed the door, then, totally spent, he, too, dropped to the floor.
“Max. .” 99 gasped “. . we did it. .”
“Just. . just listen to that. . that wind. . 99. . No human being. . could live for more. . than a few minutes. . in a storm like that. .”
“But we’re safe, Max. Safe!”
“Yes, 99. . our mission is finally a complete. . success. .”
“Max. .”
“Yes, 99?”
“Max, I feel terrible, having to mention this, but. . Max, it isn’t your fault. It could happen to anybody.”
“What, 99? What are you trying to tell me?”
“Max. . we lost Professor von BOOM.”
“That’s ridiculous, 99. He’s- 99-he’s gone!”
“Oh, Max. . he’s out there in that storm!” 99 wept. “That poor, poor dumpy little man who looks like he needs a keeper!”
“His trouble is, he
“He had one, Max-you.”
“Remember what you said before, 99. It could happen to anybody. Don’t be the one to cast the first stone.”
“Max! What are we going to do?”
“I have no choice, 99. I’m going back out there.”
“No, Max! You’ll be facing certain death!”
Max’s eyes narrowed. “And. . loving it, 99,” he said staunchly. Then, thoughtfully, he said, “Well, actually, maybe ‘liking it’ is closer to the truth. It’s too cold out there to ‘love’ anything.” He faced the doorway. “Open the door, 99,” he commanded. “Then get out of the way. I’m going out!”
99 got a hold on the doorknob. “Ready, Max?”
Max ducked his head and aimed himself. “At the count of three, 99. One. . two. .”
There was a ringing sound.
Max looked around. “Is there a telephone in here, or is that somebody at the door?”
“Max, it’s your shoe.”
“Oh. . yes. Excuse me, 99. Hold the door.”
Max removed his shoe and put it to his ear.
Max had hung up.
“What did he say, Max?” 99 asked.
“It wasn’t important, 99. Now. . will you open that door, please?”
“Max, no, don’t do it,” 99 begged. “You won’t last five minutes out there. It will be certain death!”
“I know, 99,” Max replied. “I’ve decided to take the easy way out.”