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Anyway, we must get in touch with them, to find out if they know anything we don't, and this is the only way I know of to do it. Besides, I want to head Dunark off from wrecking this world. They're exactly the same kind of folks he is, you notice, and I don't like civil war. Any suggestions? Keep an eye on that bird, then, Mart, and we'll go down."
"Say, Dick," called Dorothy, from her seat near the wall. "If we're going down to the ground, how about Sitar?" "By lying down and not doing anything, and by staying in the vessel, where it is warm, she will be all right for the short time we must stay here," Dunark answered for his wife. "I will help all I can, but I do not know how much that will be." "It isn't so bad lying down." Sitar agreed.
The extraordinary skill of the Kofedix made the manufacture of the instruments a short task, and after Crane had replaced the few broken instruments of the Skylark from their reserve stock, they turned their attention to the supply of copper that had been gathered. They found it enough for only two bars. "Is this all we have?" asked Dunark, sharply. "It is, your Highness," replied the Kolanix.
The Kondal followed, although the observers could see that Dunark was raging. Seaton swung number six visiplate around, looked once, and switched on the radio. "Well, Dunark," he said grimly. "You get your wish. That bird is coming out, with at least twice the acceleration we could get with both motors full on. He saw us all the time, and was waiting for us." "Go on get away if you can.
"I know that it does work, but I could scarcely believe it, even after it had educated me." "That is nothing like the one Dunark used, Dick," objected Dorothy. "How come?" "I'll answer you first, Dot. This is an improved model it has quite a few gadgets of my own in it. Now, Mart, as to how it works it isn't so funny after you understand it it's a lot like radio in that respect.
Dunark grasped Seaton's hand. "Thanks, Dick," he said, simply.
"Hadn't you suspected that some of the Fenachrone might be going to lead us a life-long chase?" asked Dunark curiously. "We have not given the matter a thought, my son," the Chief of the Five made answer. "As your years increase, you will learn not to anticipate trouble and worry.
We won't be here long enough to make it worth while." Dunark smilingly replied that he would make his guests as comfortable as he could, and after informing them that in one kam he would return and escort them in to koprat, took his leave. Scarcely had the guests freshened themselves when he was back, but he was no longer the Dunark they had known.
"Well, then, while Dunark is doing that, I suggest that we go to this Third Planet, abduct a few of their leading scientists, and read their minds. Then do the same, visiting every other highly advanced planet we can locate. There is a good chance that, by combining the best points of the warfares of many worlds, we can evolve something that will enable us to turn back these invaders."
"You tell him, Peggy we both feel the same way." "Dick, you know that we wouldn't want the Kondalians destroyed but the other is so such a well, such an utter shrecklichkeit isn't there some other way out?" "I'm afraid not but if there is any other possible way out, I'll do my da to help find it," he promised. "The ayes have it. Dunark, we'll skip over to that 'X' planet and load you up."
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