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Tarrano's men soon were around me. Twisting, darting figures ... tiny beams of death to be fended off with my shield.... A body fell past me in the air ... others, while I looked at them, in the blink of an eyelid, vanished into nothingness ... One of our towers sailing high, suddenly went dark, turned over, wavered down, dismembered with leprous missing parts and then in a puff was obliterated.
The explosion of water in a little tank, with the resultant gases ejected through a small pipe projecting under the surface at its stern. The boat swept forward smoothly, rapidly and almost silently, with a stream of the gas bubbles coming to the surface in its wake. "Quite safe, Lady Elza." She saw that Tarrano's face was blackened with grime. His garments were burned, and hers were also.
As they said it, we heard a familiar buzz; then the drone of an announcer's voice. Tarrano's guard had doubtless observed my recovery and had had orders to throw current into our instruments. Strange man, this Tarrano! He wished the news spread before us again. Confident of his own dominance over every crisis, he wanted Elza and me to hear it as it came from the discs.
I bid you strike one of them!" She stared; but as she suddenly faced about, she caught in part his meaning. Before her Cretar shrank back, his face gone white, his teeth chattering. "What's that behind you?" Tarrano's voice simulated sudden alarm; he scuffled his feet on the floor. The men jumped with fright; nerves unstrung, they cowered. "What manner of men!" Tarrano's laugh was contemptuous.
We had broken the barrage at one point ... from every quarter he was rushing reinforcements there to take advantage of the break.... And then Tarrano's trickery became apparent. We had not broken his barrage; he had deliberately withdrawn it, to encourage us, to bring our other units to the spot.... Our power house, neglected, was momentarily comparatively defenseless.
"So? That strikes at you, Lady Elza?" She flushed even deeper than before, and the flush, with her instinctive look to me that accompanied it, made my heart leap. Tarrano's face had darkened. "You would not have me put him to death, Lady Elza?" She was struggling to guard from him her emotions; struggling to match her woman's wit against him. "I why no," she stammered. "No?
"If we could get to Washington if I could be there now in this crisis with my knowledge of the Brende light " Far above our personal safety, our lives, lay the importance of Georg's knowledge. With the Brende secret through him in the hands of the Earth Council, Tarrano's greatest lever to power would be broken. Our Earth public would sway back to patriotic loyalty.
And since then, though, we have been very careful " Careful! With a Venus girl from the Cold Country living in their household! Truly, humans are a strange mixture of sagacity and folly! "The Central State has heard something concerning you," Georg said. "That could easily happen prisoners captured from Tarrano's forces, for instance. With dispatches or perhaps some intercepted aerial message."
The mirrors were shattered: glass from them was falling about me. Then, in the semi-gloom on the balcony, Tarrano's figure materialized. Invisible before, the hostile rays upon it now made it apparent. But Tarrano seemed proof against the rays.
Spreading light beams rising from points a hundred feet apart along the wall. The beams spread fan-shape, so that within fifty feet above their source they met and merged into a thin sheet of effulgence rising into the sky. Tarrano's barrage. It seemed then that beyond suicidal sorties of the kind we had just repulsed, Tarrano was planning to stand purely on the defensive.
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