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Lylda would be back by then; no sooner would she have heard of Loto's loss than he would bring him back to her. Or perhaps they would meet Lylda and she would join them. The Very Young Man produced the drug and was about to give Aura one of the pellets when another thought occurred to him. Targo would not harm Loto now because he was valuable as a hostage.
For a long time they sat in silence; then the girl gently drew away. At the doorway they stood and listened; Targo and his followers were still in the adjoining room, talking earnestly. "Loto they have captured," Aura whispered suddenly. "Others of Targo's men have taken him in a boat to Orlog. To-morrow they send a messenger to my brother to demand he give up these drugs or Loto they will kill."
"In Arite, to-night," she whispered, "Targo is organizing men to attack the palace of the king. Him will they kill then Targo will be proclaimed leader of all the Oroid nation." "We must get back," the Very Young Man answered in an anxious whisper. "I wish we knew where Loto was; haven't they mentioned him or any of us?" Aura did not reply, and the Very Young Man waited silent.
And I shall get big. Oh, not so very big, but big enough to be the height of a man it may be ten times. Then shall I talk to the people I, Lylda woman of the Master, and then shall I tell them that this power, this magic, is for good, not for evil, if only they will give up Targo and all who are with him." "I will take it with you," said the Chemist. "Together we " "No, no, my husband.
"The execution of Targo will cause more trouble," said the Chemist thoughtfully. "It is bound to make " "When will you put him to death?" asked the Big Business Man. "To-morrow he dies," Lylda answered. "To-morrow, before the time of sleep." "There will be trouble," said the Chemist again. "We are in no personal danger of course, but, for the people who now believe in Targo, I am afraid "
Here was an enemy threatening him an enemy he must fight and overcome. In the second that Targo bent down the Very Young Man bounded forward, and with a leap that his football days had taught him so well how to make, he landed squarely upon the bare, broad back of his antagonist.
"How long ago?" asked the Doctor quickly. "We have not been gone very long." "An hour probably, not much more." Eena said something to her master and began to cry softly. "She says they left a little while ago. Three of the men took Loto away in the boat. She watched them from the window upstairs." "Targo aliá," said the girl. "One of the men was Targo," said the Chemist.
They turned into it, and, a few feet beyond, came to a larger square space with a box making a roof over it some twenty feet above their heads. From this retreat they could see the lower part of the door leading into the other room and could hear from beyond it a muffled roar the voices of Targo and his men. Hardly were they hidden when the door opened a little.
"If she says we kill anybody who talks for Targo outside of Orlog, that goes. It's the only way, isn't it?" "And she might really convince them or most of them," added the Doctor. "You will let me try?" asked Lylda softly. The Chemist nodded. Lylda sprang to her feet. Her frail little body was trembling with emotion; on her face was a look almost of exaltation. "You will let me try," she cried.
Before Targo could recover from the throw the Very Young Man was upon him, and they went down together. Back and forth over the soft ground they rolled, first one on top, then the other. The Very Young Man's hand found a stone on the ground beside them. His fingers clutched it; he raised it above him.
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