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But we need a surface destination now." "True, Haljan." He stood thinking. "Would a zed-ray penetrate those crater cliffs? Tycho, for instance, at this angle?" "It might," Snap agreed. "You think he may be on the northern inner Tycho?" "He may be anywhere," said Miko shortly. "If you think that," Snap persisted, "suppose we swing the Planetara over the South Pole. Tycho, viewed from there "
Its movement surprised the men who were attending it. One of them called up to me, but I ignored him. Then Potan looked up and saw me. He shouted in Martian at the duty man, whom he doubtless thought was behind me: "Be ready! We may fire on them. I'll give you the word." The signals were proceeding. It had only been a moment. I caught something like, "Haljan is imposter."
The Planetara's respiratory controls started; the pressure equalizers began operating; and the gravity plates began shifting into lifting combinations. The ship was hissing and quivering with it, combined with the grating of the last of the dome ports. And Miko's command: "Lift, Haljan!" Hahn had been mingling with the confusion of the deck though I had hardly noticed him.
Like an angry Titan, he flung it. And another. One by one the chests sailed out and crashed. "There is your food. Go pick it up! Haljan, make ready to ring us away!" On the deck lay the dead body of Rance Rankin, which the stewards had carried out. Miko seized it: flung it. "There! Go to your last resting place!"
But you have me to deal with now. You understand? I will tell my brother so. You said, 'On Earth a man may kill the thing he loves. A woman of Mars may do that! Beware of me, Gregg Haljan." Her passion-filled eyes bored into me. Love? Hate? The venom of a woman scorned a mingling of turgid emotions.... I twisted back from her grip and ignored her.
The explosive report was sharply deafening in the confined space of the corridor. With a spurt of flame the leaden pellet struck over my head against the vaulted ceiling. Miko was struggling with Anita. "Prince, you idiot!" "Miko, it's Haljan! Don't kill him " The turmoil brought members of the crew. From the shadowed oval near me they came running. I flung the useless cylinder at them.
My arms went around her, my lips pressed hers, and felt her tremulous eager answer. The form of Coniston showed at our window. She cast me off. She said, with her throaty swagger of amused, masculinity: "I have him, Sir Arthur. He will obey us." I sensed her warning glance. She shoved me toward the window. She said ironically, "Have no fear, Haljan.
I would have killed you long ago I am an impulsive fellow but my sister restrained me." He gazed at me slyly. "Moa seems strangely to like you, Haljan." "Thanks," I said. "I'm flattered." "She still hopes I may really win you to join us," he went on. "Gold leaf is a wonderful thing; there would be plenty for you in this affair. And to be rich, and have the love of a woman like Moa...." He paused.
"What do you want to say, Miko?" Behind him the tall, thin figure of his sister showed. She was plucking at him. He turned violently. "I won't harm him! Gregg Haljan is this a truce? You will not shoot?" He was shielding Moa. "No," I called. "For a moment, no. A truce. What is it you want to say?" I could hear the babble of passengers who were herded in the cabin with brigands guarding them.
"But Haljan, we have almost no weapons! All my Comet's space was taken with equipment and the mechanisms for my camp. I can't signal Earth! I was depending on the Planetara!" It surged upon us. The brigand menace past? We were blindly congratulating ourselves on our safety!
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