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In the midst of this dark inferno, Tantril's ranch was an island of stillness. And, vigilantly, the eyes of three Venusian guards followed the ray.
"A hell of a lot Tantril's word is worth!" muttered Ban Wilson. Once more, surprisingly, the Hawk winked. Friday was grinning now. For once in his life he had guessed his master's strategy before the others. A mile and a half to the front lay the dome-end of the asteroid.
Ku Sui passed, while two pairs of eyes from two leafy trees watched closely every instant of his passing, and one man's hand dropped unconsciously to the butt of a raygun. Quickly, the Eurasian and his servitors were gone, their straight, steady flight obscured by the trees around Tantril's ranch, below which they slanted. Dr. Ku Sui had arrived at his assignation. But where was the asteroid?
He chuckled, and then, after a short pause, went on: "But here's what's important Ku Sui is alive. Yes, I know it. He has an assignation with Tantril at Tantril's ranch. In five days. And the coordinated brains I promised to destroy they still exist. So, Eliot, these are orders: prepare plans for infra-red and ultra-violet devices they ought to do it so we can see Dr.
Where is it?" yapped Ban excitedly, jerking the instrument to his eyes again. "Speak low. Not the asteroid. Three men." For a tense minute there was silence between them, until, in a low, crisp voice, the Hawk added: "Three men in space-suits like ours, coming from the "north" straight for Tantril's.
But yes some things I'll tell you." In quick, staccato sentences, his tired eyelids shut half the time, he sketched his adventure at Lar Tantril's ranch, explaining how, even though captured, he had destroyed the figures, telling of the location of Leithgow's laboratory; and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he told of the ruse by which he had escaped. "Got away.
Lar Tantril's voice again boomed from the broadcasting shell, and this time it was harsh with anger. "Try no tricks, Carse! I see what you intend. You plan to suddenly answer my ray, instead of continuing to resist it, and so drive right past me and escape.
When he comes, he'll surely leave his asteroid somewhere near. And while he's at Tantril's, we capture the asteroid and my promise to the coordinated brains will be kept. "Then but that's enough for now; I am so tired. Ban, will you please some food " Wilson, who had been listening eagerly and, at the end, grinning in prospect of action with the Hawk, darted off like a spark.
They stood on the three lookout towers which reared at equal intervals up above the circumference of the ranch; and though the buildings below seemed deserted, in reality wide-awake men were stationed at posts within them, waiting for the clang of the alarm which the pressing of a button in any one of the lookout towers would effect. Lar Tantril's ranch was not asleep.
He was the one posted in a watrari tree "south" of Tantril's ranch. Flung on the tight beam of his helmet-radio, which had been tuned and adjusted by Eliot Leithgow so as to reach only two other radios, the words rang simultaneously in the receivers of Friday, who was "east" of the ranch, and Carse, who was "north."
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