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Will it spoil your evening if I tell you in plain words what you already know? It won't bother you, will it?" he floundered. "What do you mean, Monty?" she begged, purposely dense, and with wonderful control of her eyes. "I love you, Babs," he cried. "I thought you knew about it all along or I should have told you before. That's why I haven't slept.
He was confronted by a most embarrassing condition and he was discussing it soberly with himself. "I've never told her," he said to himself, "but if she doesn't know my feeling she is not as clever as I think. Besides, I haven't time to make love to her now. If it were any other girl I suppose I'd have to, but Babs, why, she must understand. And yet damn that Duke!"
"I've got a jeep waiting for us." Babs stood up, her eyes shining. "May I come, Mr. Cochrane?" Cochrane waved her along. Holden tried to stalk gloomily, but nobody can stalk in one-sixth gravity. He reeled, and then depressedly accommodated himself to conditions on the moon. There was an airlock with a smaller edition of the moon-jeep that had brought them from the ship to the city.
"George, it's father! He's alive!" "Quiet, Babs! Don't let him know I'm here. Remember!" The old man recognized her. "Babs!" It was an agonized cry. The blur of him was gone as he sank down into his chair. Polter continued standing, I could envisage his sardonic grin. From over us came Polter's rumble. "She iss glad to see you, Kent. I haf her here, safe.
"The bell is out of order," she explained. "I saw you from the window. Hurry, and Grimes won't know that you are here," and she darted ahead of him into the reception room. Kent followed more slowly; he was hurt that she had had no other greeting for him. "Babs, aren't you glad to see me?" he asked wistfully. For an instant her eyes were lighted by her old sunny smile.
He still seemed to be speaking soothingly to the unseen creatures. "Why can't there be men here?" asked Babs. "I don't mean actually men, but manlike creatures? Why couldn't there be rational creatures like us? I know you said so but " Cochrane shook his head. He believed implicitly that there could not be men on this planet.
He brushed himself off, beaming at Alicia and Jamison and Babs and Cochrane. Cochrane ground his teeth. He went to the airlock and looked down outside. Holden was bent over the creature Johnny Simms had killed. He straightened up and came back toward the ship. He went faster when the ground grew hot under his feet. He fairly leaped into the landing-sling and started it up.
It struck him hard, but it left him gentle. "Babs," he said, softly, "I can't take that from you. You don't really mean it, do you? Am I as bad as that?" It was a moment for dominance, and he missed it. His gentleness left her cold. "Monty," she exclaimed irritably, "you are terribly exasperating. Do make up your mind that you and your million are not the only things in the world."
I think he is despairingly summoning strength to work upon his drugs, fearful that at any moment, he will not be equal to it. Yet more fearful to disclose the secret and unloose such a diabolic power. There are nights when with Dr. Kent asleep, Babs and I slip away and go to the Museum. We dismiss the guard for a time, and in that private room we sit by the microscope to watch.
He was suddenly holding her in his arms, and she was fighting him. I dashed forward. Babs was always a spunky sort of girl. In spite of her fear now, she kept on struggling, and she shouted: "You let me go, you you hunchback!" He did let her go; but in a frenzy of rage he hauled back his hand and struck her in the face. I was upon him the next second.
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