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Updated: May 9, 2025
I do not fear Carse: he is only an adventurer; but your brain, Master Leithgow, I respect. "For, naturally, brains will determine the future of these planets around us. The man with the most profound and extensive scientific knowledge united to the greatest audacity remember, audacity! can rule them every one!" He paused and looked into the eyes of the Master Scientist.
"And Master Scientist Eliot Leithgow I have unbounded respect for his genius, but brain surgery is a specialty and I really think that this task would be outside even his capabilities. I am sure he himself would admit it." "You are right, Dr. Ku: he has admitted it. We both realize there is only one person in the universe who could achieve it you. So you will have to perform the operations."
Half a dozen times had the Hawk and his comrade in arms, Eliot Leithgow, hunted for it with all their separate skill of adventurer and scientist, and, although they had twice found the man himself, always they had failed to find his actual retreat.
It was probably only Friday's genius as a narrator which later caused some of his listeners to swear that new lines were grooved in Carse's face and a few flaxen hairs silvered by the minutes he spent watching Eliot Leithgow strapped down on that operating table, close to the beautiful surgeon fingers of Dr. Ku Sui.
Ku Sui and Eliot Leithgow, who was the chief cause of it here again had come to a head. Here again were all the varied forces of brains and guile, science and skill, marshaled in the great, vital game on whose outcome depended the restoration of Eliot Leithgow and the lives of the coordinated brains and, indeed, though more distantly, the fate of all the tribes of men on all the planets.
I really don't think it was possible. But I could have refused to get into the machine. I thought I could resist it. I took that risk, and failed." He stopped short. His body twitched with uncontrolled emotion, and in decency the negro turned his back on his master's anguish. A broken whisper reached him: "I have betrayed Leithgow." For a short while neither man moved, or made any sound.
"What?" shot from the loudspeaker. "I will agree to surrender peaceably when you've drawn my ship inside if, for your part, you promise to free Eliot Leithgow, who is aboard with me, and the five patients on whom Ku Sui operated. If you don't grant me that, I will oppose you to the last pull of my finger on trigger."
A descent of twenty-five feet, and he was on the floor of a short, level corridor with gray walls and ceiling. Carse clumped along to the door at the other end of the corridor, opened it, and stepped into the hidden underground laboratory of Master Scientist Eliot Leithgow, which, with its storerooms, living quarters and space-ship hangar, had been built into the hollowed-out hill.
And it's possible, possible! It's stupendous and possible!" "Yes," said the Hawk, "but more later. I'm going up now to get Dr. Ku. I'll use the air-car. It's ready?" "Yes." Leithgow answered. "But, Carse one question I must ask " The Hawk, already halfway to the door in the opposite wall of the laboratory, paused and looked back inquiringly. "What bodies are to be used?"
It was Carse. He and Ban Wilson, coming down the passage from the top of the tree-shaft. Everyone in the laboratory could hear plainly the heavy, sliding tread of the great space-boots. Eliot Leithgow was first to the door. He opened it, peered through eagerly and called: "Carse? You've got them?" "Yes, Eliot. Here we need help." The Hawk's voice sounded weary.
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