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With eyes ever-watchful for sign of a trick or a trap in the apparently deserted laboratory, he quickly unbuckled the bands that held Leithgow to the operating table. Friday lifted the scientist to the floor, where he stretched weakly. The adventurer smiled faintly, then his eyes went cold and serious. Crisply he said: "We came, yes but now I think we're trapped.
And that vague anxiety was still with him when, fifty-seven minutes later, the asteroid returned from its inverted U-flight, slowed in its hurtling drop from space and hovered directly over the secret, hidden laboratory of Master Scientist Eliot Leithgow. White's Brain Yellow's Head To Friday it was a bad mistake to reveal the location of the laboratory to Dr. Ku Sui.
"Just fine, Carse," came in the clear, cultured voice of Master Scientist Eliot Leithgow, probably the greatest scientific mind in the solar system, Ku Sui being the only possible exception. He spoke now from his secret laboratory on Jupiter's Satellite III, near Porno, this transcendent genius who, with Friday, was one of Carse's two trusted comrades-in-arms.
That finished, the Hawk wheeled, and at once, pantherlike, ray-guns at the ready, stalked the room. There was no sign of the enemy. He approached the operating table. A great relief flooded his grim face as he sighted Eliot Leithgow lying there, apparently untouched and still conscious. The elderly scientist was strapped down tight, but he was smiling.
But Carse and Leithgow now saw that all that was gone. No mask lay over the green eyes now, no spark of fire glinted deep in them. They were clear and serene; they hid nothing; almost they were the eyes of a fresh, innocent child. Dr.
"I didn't hear you, but Ku Sui said you told him where Master Leithgow is. But dog-gone you couldn't help it!" Carse forgot his pain as his brain straightened these words out into their overwhelming consequence, and something of its old familiar mold, hard and graven, emotionless, came back to his face. His eyes were bleak as he murmured: "I couldn't help it no.
An achievement that would command the respect even of Eliot Leithgow, I think. So now you see, Carse; now you know. This is my secret base, this my hidden laboratory. I take it always with me, and I travel where I will." The Hawk nodded coldly his acceptance of the astounding fact; he was too busy to make comment.
Ku's invisible asteroid when it comes. Friday, you go down and get my space-suit: it's cached ten miles down the beach, beneath a big watrari tree. And then " His head slumped over; he appeared to have abruptly fallen to sleep. "Yes, Carse? What is your plan?" Eliot Leithgow asked softly. But the Hawk was only making a great last effort to gather the threads of his idea.
"Merciful heaven!" whispered Eliot Leithgow, staring at the desolation. "Gone! Just snuffed out!" The Hawk took over again and brought and held the Sandra in a position a quarter of a mile above the now rapidly falling asteroid. "They're all dead, I'm sure," he said in a voice hard and emotionless as his graven face.
It was obviously preparing to enter the dome. "Take the helm, Ban, and watch him!" Carse ordered harshly, and ran aft from the control cabin. Leithgow and Friday, following at once, found him inside the open door of Dr. Ku Sui's cabin, examining two figures stretched limp at his feet. The men were Thorpe and Williams, who had been set to gas and guard the Eurasian. Carse said: "Both dead. Poison.
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