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Updated: May 25, 2025
Nearer to them was a broad, sandy beach behind which, in a long string along the lake shore, lay the city. Its houses were not unlike those of Arite, although most of them were rather smaller and less pretentious. On a rise of ground just beyond the beach, and nearly in front of them, stood an elaborate building that was Targo's palace. "We daren't go much closer," the Very Young Man said.
A thousand feet away across the vastness of the room they could see Targo's brother and ten of his men sitting on mats upon the floor, talking earnestly. Before them stood a stone bench on which were a number of golden goblets and plates of food. The adventurers ran swiftly down the length of the room, following its wall.
The Very Young Man made a calculation and reached the conclusion that with a height of six or seven inches they would have to walk about a mile from the landing-place to reach Targo's palace. They decided to become as near that size as they conveniently could.
Him they will tell that the drugs must be given to Targo, or Loto will be killed wait when they have the drugs," Aura translated in a swift, tense whisper, "then all of us they will kill." She shuddered. "And with the drugs they will rule as they desire for evil." "They'll never get them," the Very Young Man muttered. Targo's brother leaned forward and raised a goblet from the table.
But the mass moved as they stared at it, and the Very Young Man knew it was the nearest one of Targo's men, sitting beside the table. In the opposite direction, perhaps a hundred yards away from where they were standing, they could see the bottom of the door. It hung in the air some fifty feet above the surface of the ground.
Lylda showed them that when she flung Targo's brother out into the lake to-day. But we cannot use this power openly. For, while it makes us invincible, it makes them correspondingly desperate. They are a peculiar people. Throughout the whole history of the race they have been kindly, thoughtless children. Now they are aroused. The pendulum has swung to the other extreme.
And then, my husband, at last I knew why I could not hope to gain my way. It is not because they want Targo's rule that they oppose us. It was, but it is so no longer. It is because they have been made to fear these drugs we have. For now, in Orlog, they are shouting death to all the giants. Forgotten are all their cries for land the things that Targo promised, and we in Arite would not give.
Another voice sounded behind him and the Very Young Man knew that a man was coming up along the passageway from the front entrance. Targo's men! He remembered now the skulking figure he had seen outside the house. There were more than two, for now he heard other voices, and some one calling Targo's name. He held the girl closer and stood motionless. Like rats in a trap, he thought.
His foot, bent sidewise under him upon the floor, was almost within reach of the Very Young Man's hand. The fibre thong that fastened its sandal looked like a huge rope thick as the Very Young Man's ankle, and each of its toes were half as long as his entire body. Targo's brother, a younger man than those with him, appeared to be doing most of the talking.
The Very Young Man involuntarily took a step backward as he met Targo's eyes, glaring at him across the old man's body. The girl in the corner gave another cry a cry of fright and horror, yet with a note of relief. The Very Young Man found himself wondering who she was; then he knew. His first impulse was to leap across the room towards her.
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