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But from this distance I could not see or hear such details, and I was afraid to approach closer. Once in the transverse corridor, I would have no place to hide, no way of escape. If anyone approached Miko's door, I would be trapped. I threw the current into my apparatus. I prayed, if it met interference, that the slight sound would pass unnoticed.
I recall an instant of horrible, tense silence, and in the gloom beside me I was aware of Moa moving. I felt a thrill of instinctive fear would she plunge that knife into me? The silence of the darkened deck was broken with a confusion of sounds. A babble of voices; a woman passenger's scream; shuffling feet; and above it all, Miko's roar: "Stand quiet! Everyone! No movement!"
Except for Miko's impulsive temper, I was in no danger from them not now, certainly. Moa was saying, "I think I may make you understand, Gregg. We have tremendous riches within our grasp." "I know it," I said with sudden thought. "But there are many with whom to divide this treasure...." Miko caught my intended implication.
We could see Miko's men carrying some of the giant projectors, mounting them in the new position. Power tanks and cables. Light flare catapults small mechanical cannons for throwing illuminating bombs. The enemy searchlight constantly raked our vicinity. Occasionally the giant electronic projector flung out its bolt as though warning us not to dare leave our buildings. Half an hour went by.
We were on the curving side of the Archimedes wall which fronted the Mare Imbrium to the north. The plains lay Like a great frozen sea, congealed ripples shining in the light of the Earth, with dark patches to mark the hollows. Somewhere down there six or eight thousand feet below us now Miko's encampment lay concealed. We searched for lights of it, but could see none.
There was nothing I could think of to do which would avail us anything more than a probable swift death under Miko's anger. "Well done, Gregg!" said Moa. I cut off the last of the propellers. With scarcely a perceptible jar, the Planetara grounded, rose like a feather, and settled to rest in the glade. The deep purple night with stars overhead was around us.
If he is hurt killed " So that was why Miko had tried to capture me? To keep me safe so that I might navigate the ship. It occurred to me that I should get Carter at once. A plot to seize the Planetara but when? I froze with startled horror. The diaphragms at my ears rang with Miko's words: "I have set the time for now two minutes "
They would wait for Miko and his men to make their whereabouts known. Miko's encampment was ahead of us now, undoubtedly. We had been following him toward the Mare Imbrium. Or at least, we hoped so. He would signal his ship. But Anita and I, closer to it, would also signal it; and, posing as brigands, would join it! "Remember, Gregg, I remain Anita Prince, George's sister."
I saw the lights of Miko's band down there. He had stopped signaling. His little lights were spread out, bobbing as he and his men advanced up the crater's foothills, coming to join the ship. I had an instant's glimpse. Anita and I could not stay here. The brigands would follow us up in a moment. I saw no exterior ladder. We would have to take our chances and jump.
I let Anita stand up beside me, cautiously at first, for it occurred to me it might be a ruse to cover some other of Miko's men who might be lurking near. But the summit seemed clear. The figure of Miko was a thousand feet away now. We could see the tiny blob of it bobbing over the rocks. Then it plunged down not into the crater valley, but out toward the open Moon surface.
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