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Updated: June 20, 2025
From the ship came a ringing yell, and as LeConte, in the distance, clutched a stanchion as if for dear life, the whole battered, glimmering gray shape of the flier moved, shivered, and in a flash was caught up and whisked away as easily as had been Virginia Crane! "He's got us!" I sputtered as I turned to Koto. "He was only waiting until we started to march against him." "God, yes.
First we had flower arrangement, ancient and modern styles, then examples of the ancient etiquette in serving tea and cakes to guests, and then of inferiors calling on superiors; then Koto playing a thirteen-stringed harp that lies on the floor first two girls and the teacher, and then a solo by the teacher.
Captain Crane was attending to that problem, however. As Koto and I floundered with the gun on the slippery telargeium plates of the outer hull, I heard her moving about. Then she uttered a cry of relief, and there came a faint click. Instantly the darkness all about the clinging noisome darkness of Orcon at night was shattered. The blessed rays of our one good lighting dynamo were loosed!
As soon as the conference was ended, therefore, we disposed of our six dead by the simple process of disintegrating them with one of the atomic guns, and then LeConte returned to the radio, and Koto, Captain Crane and I went on deck to have our first look at Orcon by daylight. The first thing we saw was the small, rocky islet just off the shore whence had come the cable.
The Emperor composed a song on the subject: "The ship Karano "Was burned for salt: "Of the remainder "A koto was made. *The Japanese lute, otherwise called the Azuma koto, was an instrument five or six feet long and having six strings. History first alludes to it in the reign of Jingo, and such as it was then, such it has remained until to-day.
Neither Captain Crane, Koto, nor LeConte was in sight, but wherever I looked as I twisted my head slowly, I saw winged Orconites staring at me. They stood back against the walls of the cavern chamber, their wings folded, the antennae on their orange foreheads waving gently. None was close, but all watched with cold, intelligent interest.
"Yes, but what are we going to do while he ignores us?" she snapped back. "Quite a lot," I answered, and turned to LeConte. "What are the chances of getting word to Earth?" "Impossible," he said, shaking his head. "The set was wrecked when the magnetism or whatever it was took hold of us." "All right. Never mind it." I looked at Koto now. "Koto, what do you have to do to fire your explosive?"
Captain Crane stiffened and faced me, waiting. "What is it?" Koto gasped. "We'll find out what it is," I flung back. "Miss Crane Captain on deck with you. Here, Koto, a hand with one of the guns. We'll take it up out of the hatchway and through the main cabin." LeConte, I knew, was the one we must be careful of, with his cracked ribs.
The Sun-goddess within the cave heard all these strange noises; the crowing of the cocks, the hammering on the anvil, the chopping of wood, the music of the koto, the clappering of the hard wood, the tinkling of the bells, the shouting of Uzumé and the boisterous laughter of the gods. Wondering what it all meant, she peeped out. As she did so the Doubly Beautiful goddess held up the mirror.
Again the cruiser backed up and swung around. We headed toward Koto, straight toward him. There still were droves of Orconites to contend with. Flocks of them had taken to their wings, and were filling the whole upper reaches of the cavern, now that a juggernaut had the floor. They had spied Koto and were swooping toward him.
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