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The dread fear of supernatural beings that had possessed me evaporated. With a shout to Mercer I dashed forward directly at the doorway. I think the Mercutian had not yet seen us; he stood quite still, his body blocking the full width of the doorway. I let fly with my fist as I came up and hit him full in the face. At the same instant my body struck his.
This black material, once in our possession, could be analyzed and possibly be duplicated in quantity by us. It seemed the logical way of making progress. But, unfortunately, conditions around the Mercutian camp at present were not the same as that night when I escaped.
With his gun loaded he could face the whole Mercutian planet. Hilary made the return journey to Great New York in an hour. He wormed his way carefully to the nearest conveyor, and made his way openly to the express platform, secure in his disguise. There was an air of unrest, of tension in the air. The Earth passengers no longer sat dully, apathetically, as they were whizzed along.
I realized then how great an exertion the Mercutians were put to, for they seemed nearly as tired as I. We stopped frequently to rest, and it was well after noon when we approached the hollow through which the Shoshone River ran. Several times I noticed where the Mercutian Light had burned off the scrubby desert vegetation.
He stepped out a bit, away from the flier's shadow, and swung his beam directly at it. The invisible ray pierced through the interlacing twigs with ease. It picked out a prone figure, lying with arm extended. The Mercutian chuckled again, but the chuckle changed almost immediately to a throaty cry of alarm.
Another suggestion was that a night raid be made upon the outposts of the camp by a few men armed with machine guns fired from the shoulder, in an effort to capture one of the Mercutians garbed in a suit impervious to the light. With this suit even one man with a machine gun would probably be able to clean out the Mercutian camp. This plan evoked much favorable comment.
"And this Mercutian Light," Beth added, "has the power of enormously increasing the molecular vibration of anything it comes in contact with " "But it doesn't radiate much heat itself," Alan finished. Professor Newland smiled. "The old man doesn't have much of a show, does he?" Alan sat down somewhat abashed, but Beth remained standing beside her father, listening intently to everything he said.
"Your girl must have escaped, otherwise she'd have been treated then like the other girls whose relatives had fought." Hilary smiled unaccountably, the first smile since Joan had been taken. He knew the Robbins Building well; he had been a frequent visitor there in the old days. There were surprises in store for His Nibs the Mercutian.... Mutterings of Revolt
A face towered over him, a face he knew. Urga. The Mercutian was no longer impassive; his gray countenance was distorted with hideous hate. "I'll break you in two," he mouthed, and lunged for Hilary. The Earthman came out of his daze at the sight of the other. Strength seemed to flow back into his weary body. His fist came up, clean with all the power that was left in him.
The Mercutians were not cowards. At the moment of the diversion, every one of them had gone for his sun-tube. A flame streaked close to Hilary's head, shivered the opposite wall into molten fragments. He ducked behind a table and fired. A Mercutian threw up his hands, staggered and pitched forward heavily.
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