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Updated: June 18, 2025
Hardly fallen floated down to the ground, with flailing arms and legs, landing in the dark ferns unharmed. Its terrified wail came up. There was a confusion on the incline. Venza, still on the deck, seemed to send a look of appeal to the turret. My cue? I slid my hand to the light switchboard. It was near my knees. I pulled a switch. The blue lit deck beneath the turret went dark.
It left four people to remain indoors. I need not describe the emotion with which Snap and I listened to Venza and Anita pleading to be allowed to accompany us. They urged it upon Grantline, and we took no part. It was too important a decision. The treasure the life or death of all these men hung now upon the fate of our venture. Snap and I could not intrude our personal feelings.
And surprisingly, in the midst of the camp's turmoil of last minute activities, I slept soundly until Snap called me, telling me the ship was coming. The corridor echoed with the tramp of Grantline's busy crew. But there was no confusion; a grim calmness had settled on everyone. Anita and Venza rushed up to join us. "It's in sight!" There was no need of going to the instrument room.
All the passengers were herded there, with Miko and Moa alternating on guard. "I will arrange it with Venza," Anita whispered swiftly. "She will tell the others. Dr. Frank knows about it now. He thinks it can be done." The possibility of it swept me anew. The brigands were of necessity scattered singly about the ship.
Would it not have been far better for her there, taking her chance for rescue with Dr. Frank, Venza and the others? But no! I had, like a fool, never thought of that! Had let her remain here on board at the mercy of these outlaws. And I swore now, that beyond everything, I would protect her. Futile oath! If I could have seen ahead a few hours! But I sensed the catastrophe.
He never made a move. And then you came along and he acted innocent. Why? What's going on, that's what I want to know?" I held my breath. "Venza, where did the prowler run to? Can you " She whispered calmly, "Into A20. I saw the door open and close. I even thought I could see his blurred outline." She added, "Why should George Prince be sneaking around with you after him?
But we found a small battery and eavesdropping device similar to the one Venza had mentioned that Shac the gambler was carrying. "What are you doing with that?" the Captain demanded. "None of your business! Is it criminal? Carter, I'll have the line officials dismiss you for this! Take your hands off me all of you!" "Look at this!" exclaimed Dr. Frank.
I saw her at the edge of the group of women. Venza was near her. Miko shoved her. "Get out of the way, Prince. You can help Coniston. Have the things ready to throw off." Five of the steward crew were at the head of the incline. Miko shouted up at me: "Haljan, hold our shipboard gravity normal." "Yes." The line of men were first to descend. Dr. Frank led them.
"She there she is...." Another figure was here! On the grid floor by the door oval. A figure partly shrouded in a broken invisible cloak and hook. An invisible cloak! I saw a white face with opened eyes regarding me. "Venza!" I bent down. "You!" Venza here? Why ... how ... my thoughts swept on. Venza here dying? Her eyes closed. But she murmured to Anita, "Where is he? I want him."
Of course, a chance to make a voyage with you " "Don't be silly, Venza." I enjoyed her. I gazed at her small, slim figure reclining in the deck chair. Her long, gray robe parted by design, I have no doubt, to display her shapely, satin-sheathed legs. Her black hair was coiled in a heavy knot at the back of her neck; her carmine lips were parted with a mocking, alluring smile.
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