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Updated: June 2, 2025


Suddenly his mouth flew open, and the words fairly tumbled forth: "Ernol at the contact he's telephoned! Everybody knows now!" Next: "Billie: Why didn't you tell me? I could have warned Powart!" And then, in a voice of agony: "God, what a mob! They'll kill him!" But he was still unconscious. The doctor exclaimed in fear. "Quick!" he ordered. "Into the connection again!"

He was sprinting down one side of the hall. Suddenly there came a flash of light straight ahead. Ernol had reached the outer corridor. And the doctor heard a great commotion going on outside the door in the ravine; a smashing and thudding, which filled the corridor with noise.

The prisoners looked at each other anxiously. Ernol threw back his head defiantly. "Don't weaken!" he exclaimed. "The juice can't hurt you!" Immediately the guards backed out, keeping their weapons trained on the crowd. Norbith was the last to go. He left the door open; and from where the boy stood he could plainly watch the man as he worked the switches, just outside.

Has it gone stagnant?" It seemed as though he were right. The whole great pool of humanity which comprised Capellette was still, quiescent, stagnant. Was there nothing to arouse it, no ripple in the pool? The doctor had this question uppermost in his mind when he located young Ernol.

A noise from behind, and young Ernol started up suddenly, only to find himself in the grip of a veritable giant of a man. His struggles were simply useless. In a moment he was being carried bodily back into the hall, which the doctor saw was now lighted as before. On one side, lined up amid a mass of wrecked chairs, stood most of the workers at bay.

A general smile of derision greeted this. The only face that remained serious was that of the shock-headed man. He said: "There must be a slip somewhere, Powart. Isn't there a heavy fine and imprisonment for teaching such stuff? How did Ernol ever get hold of the notion?" "Probably through tradition.

Without exception they were delicately built, with thin, shriveled legs; all were seated, none standing, in cigar-shaped aircraft of a type entirely new to the doctor. "The people of Alma," spoke up a boy out of sight of Ernol, "are especially interesting to us because they are, so far as is known, the most highly developed beings in existence." "In what way are they like us?"

On the other side of this was a small building, with no opening save one door, now bright with light. Inside, Ernol found the other men who had been arrested with him, closely watched by a dozen of the prison guards. His father was not there; apparently they were waiting for him to be brought. "It worked all right," whispered the man at Ernol's right, as the boy was lined up.

It was an hour later that the four, this time through the doctor and young Ernol, learned the sequel to Fort's daring feat. The boy was alone in his cell, awake in the darkness, when one of the guards marched up to his door and unlocked it. "Come out," he ordered; and Ernol preceded him down the corridor, up a flight of stairs, through another corridor and thence into the exercise grounds.

"Tell us how many of the thirty are still too hot to support life, Miss Ballens." The girl did not get to her feet. "Ten," was her answer. "Which leaves, of course, twelve besides our own planet which now possess life in one form or another. Mr. Ernol, can you give us some idea of conditions on any one of these?"

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