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Fair enough! Anybody would do the same don't let that bother you." "How is your supply of platinum?" asked Dunark. "Mighty low. We had about decided to hop over there after some. I want some of your textbooks on electricity and so on, too. I see you brought a load of platinum with you." "Yes, a few hundred tons.
He soon found it, and cut in the visualizer the stereographic device, in parallel with Solon's own brain recorder, which projected a three-dimensional picture into the "viewing-area" or dark space of the cabinet. Crane and Dunark, tense and silent, looked on in strained suspense as, minute after minute, the silent battle of wills raged.
"Dunark here thinks that you two girls look good enough to eat or words to that effect." Both girls flushed slightly, the purplish-black color suffusing their faces. They glanced at each other and Dorothy voiced the thought of both as she said: "How can you, Kofedix Dunark? In this horrible light we both look perfectly dreadful.
After sending out ships to relieve the suffering of the few wounded and the many homeless, Dunark summoned a corps of mechanics, who banded on new repellers and repaired the fused barrels of the machine-guns, all that was necessary to restore the Skylark to perfect condition. Facing the party from Earth, the Karfedix stood in the ruins of his magnificent palace.
I thought Dunark said it took five hundred hours of pumping to get it where he wanted it?" "It did him but while the Osnomians are wonders at some things, they're not so hot at others. You see, I've got three pumps on that job, in series. In less than fifty hours that case will be as empty as a flapper's skull.
Seaton and Dunark staggered back from the visiplates, blinded by the intolerable glare of light, and even Crane, working at his model of the galaxy, blinked at the intensity of the radiation. Many minutes passed before the two men could see through their tortured eyes. "Zowie!
There was a peal of delighted laughter from Sitar and she spoke to one of the servants, who drew dark curtains across the windows and pressed a switch, flooding the room with brilliant white light. "Dunark installed lamps like those of your ship for you," she explained with intense satisfaction. "I knew in advance just how you would feel about your color."
After the Kofedix had directed the officer in charge to place the remaining bars in easily-accessible places throughout the nation, the two vessels were piloted back to the palace, arriving just in time for the last meal of the kokam. "Well, Dunark," said Seaton after the meal was over, "I'm afraid that we must go back as soon as we can.
There is what is left of her, and most of her cargo of salt, in jute bags." As he spoke, a series of green flashes played upon the bags, and Seaton yelled in relief. "They got the ship all right, but Dunark and Sitar got away they're still with their salt!"
The captives remained standing, always behind the visitors until Seaton remonstrated. "Please sit down, everybody. There's no need of keeping up this farce of your being slaves as long as we're alone, is there, Dunark?" "No, but at the first sound of the gong announcing a visitor we must be in our places. Now that we are all comfortable and waiting, I will introduce my party to yours.
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