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It is more than likely, Strokor, that Ave shall return to thee." Was I not the fitter man? Surely Edam's purpose could not succeed; Jon would not have it so. The woman was mine, because I had chosen her; and she must come back to me, and in safety, or I should tear Edam into bits. But as time went on and naught transpired, I became more and more melancholy.
"It would appear, Strokor, that it be not so much of an effort for beings to live, there on Jeos, as here. Perchance 'tis the greater amount of vegetation; at all accounts, the animals need not prey upon one another so generally; and that, then, would explain why some have energy enough to waste in the care of their young." "I can understand," I said, very slowly.
None but buildings made of the alloy were standing. Not only man, but most of his works had perished in that awful blast. I, alone, remained! I, Strokor, am the survivor! I, the greatest man; it were but fit that I should be the last! No man shall come after me, to honor me or not as he chooses. I, and no other, shall be, the last man!
"Thou hast never studied the stars, Strokor, or thou wouldst know that there be a number of them which, through the enlarging tube, show themselves to be round worlds, like unto our own. "And it doth further appear that these other worlds also have air like this we breathe, and that some have less, while others have even more. "Go on," said I to Edam, good-humoredly.
Outlined in that circle of light, and not six feet in front of them, stood a great chair upon a wide platform; and seated in it, erect and alert, his wide open eyes staring straight into those of the three, was the frightful mountainous form of Strokor, the giant, himself.
"Strokor, thy father was right when he told thee to have naught to do with women. That is to say, he were right at the time. Were he alive today" I forgot to say that my father was killed in the battle across the sea "he would of a certainty say that it were high time for thee to pick thy mate. "Remember, Strokor; great though thou art, yet when death taketh thee thy greatness is become a memory.
And yet, to give credit where credit is due, I must admit that I owe a great deal to that gray-beard, Maka, the star-gazer. But for him, perchance, the name of Strokor would mean but little, for 'twas he who gave me ambition. Truly it was an uncommon affair, my first meeting with him.
If it be the will of Jon to decide between the men of Klow and the men of Vlamaland, then it is my intent to take a hand in this decision!" "Aye, my lad," he said tranquilly; and then added, quite as though he knew what my answer must be: "How do ye intend to go about it?" "Like a man! I, Strokor, shall become the emperor!" A small storm had come up while Maka and I were talking.
I thought swiftly and turned on him with a frown: "Mean ye that I am not handsome enough?" "Nay, Strokor," quoth the star-gazer. "There be none handsomer in this world, no matter what the standard of any other, such as Edam's Jeos. "It is not that. It is, that thou hast no ambition." I considered this deeply. At first thought it was not true; had I not always made it a point to best my opponent?
And at the same time a loud, steely click, just one and no more, sounded from the intruding host. For a moment Klow was vastly puzzled. Then he snarled angrily: "What means this foolery, Strokor? Advance, and give up thy ax!" For answer I turned me about, so as to face my men, and held up my hand in signal. Instantly the whistles sounded, and my hearties came bounding into the field.
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