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He ceased, and for a short minute there was silence. Then spoke Vreenya: "O Kromno, master! We would question you!" "I will answer and say only the thing that is." "First, can our people live in that other, lighter air?" "They can live. We have prepared caves for you. At first you shall not see the light.
How have ye done this strange thing, always deemed impossible?" "Harken, master, that I may tell it in few words! Later, when we reach the colony whereof you have spoken, we can make all things clear; but now is no time for a great talking." "Go on quickly!" "Yea, I speak. We waited for you many days, O Kromno; but you came not again. Days on days we waited, as you measure time.
"It is dead, O Kromno! The man-beast is dead! My stone ax broke its skull. See, now it lies here harmless!" The currents of thought began to flow once more. Allan struggled up, unmindful of his wounds. "Beatrice! Where is the girl?" he gasped. As though by way of answer, the tall growths swayed and crackled, and through them a dim figure loomed a man with something in his arms.
Then we swore to go to rescue you!" "Ye did?" exclaimed Stern, much moved. "Gods, what devotion! But how did ye ever get out of the Abyss? How find your way so straight toward Settlement Cliffs?" "That is a strange story, and very long, O Kromno! All our elders took thought of what ye had told us so often, and they made a picture of the way.
Long live our Kromno, our great chief!" in their own speech. But Allan, dumfounded by this incredible happening, broke the ceremony as short as possible. The sight of these unexpected reenforcements dazed him. He managed to keep some coherence of thought, however, and flung rapid questions, to which he got scant answers.
How long a respite might be counted on before the inevitable, decisive battle? A score, a hundred questions, more and more illusory, blent and faded and reformed in his overtaxed mind. Then, blessed as a balm, sleep took him. A violent shaking roused him from dead slumber. Old Gesafam stood there beside him. She had him by the arm. "Waken, O master!" she was crying. "O Kromno, rouse!
Only little by little you shall see it, and you and your children will change, till at last you shall be as I am and as your people were in the old days!" Vreenya pondered, while tense interest held the elders and the Folk. Then he nodded, for his understanding like that of all was keen in spite of his savagery. "And we can eat, O Kromno? This flesh off beasts you speak of may be good.
Allan noted the defiant poise of the body, the vast breadth of the shoulders, the heavy hang of the arms, biceped like a gorilla's. For a minute the two men looked each other steadfastly in the eye, each measuring the other. Then suddenly the voice of Vreenya broke the tension. "O Kromno, we have spoken. Will you hear us?"
He ran to the corner of the piazza and on the tall staff that dominated the canyon and the river-valley dipped the stars and stripes three times in signal of welcome. And already, ere the salute was done, the rushing planes had slipped full half the distance from the place where they had first been sighted. A messenger ran down the gravel driveway and saluted. "O Kromno!" he began. "Master "
Just a little past eight o'clock a cry suddenly burst from Zangamon, who had left the line during a pause to look for water in a near-by hollow. Stern heard the man's hoarse voice unmistakably resonant with terror. To him he ran. "What is it, Zangamon?" he cried thickly, for his tongue was parched and swollen. "What have you found? Quick, tell me!" "See, O Kromno!
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