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lambar, the Martian Pleasure City, with this
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By MANLY
Author
WADE WELEMAN
of "Island in the Sky" "Sojarr of Titan" etc.
"Help!" Girra called. "My rrobot hass gone out of contrrol!" (Chap. X)
drought conditions. Can you help me By bright daylight Stover now saw
there?" Pulambar spread far below the tower
"Of course." Buckalew went to a in which Buckalew lived.
wireless telephone instrument at the Martians built Pulambar long ago
wall. "Short-shot rocket," he ordered at the apex of that forked expanse of
into it, and led the way out upon the verdure called Fastigium Aryn by
front balcony. Earth's old astronomers. Their world
Mace Malbrook was huge and soft, Malbrook, this is a trifle irregular,"
draped and folded around with a toga- he began mildly, when Malbrook
like mantle of fiery red. His huge snapped him off.
arrogant head, crowned with luxuriant "You know me, Buckalew, and you'd
waves of chestnut hair, turned this better not prate about irregularities.
way and that. His face was Romanly I could embarrass you considerably,
masterful, for all its softness. The with two words. Or even one a word —
eyes were bright and deep-set, like that begins with-R." The deep, bright
fires in caves. His mouth looked hard eyes turned to Stover again, raking
even as he smiled at the respectful him insolently. "And since you don't
hubbub around him. know me, youngster, wait until I speak
"So that's the man who rules Pul- to you before you start dictating. All
ambar," said young Dillon Stover. I want from you is the company of
"Just as his grandfather ruled when this lady."
your grandfather and I were young He put his hand on Bee MacGowan's
together here," nodded Buckalew. shoulder. She twitched away. And
"The Malbrooks and Fieldings have Stover promptly knocked Mace Mal-
gathered most of the property rights brook down. Just like that.
and concessions in Pulambar. They're Even as he uppercut Malbrook's
also partners in the Polar Corporation fleshy curve of jaw, Stover knew what
that distributes water by canal over would follow. This was a man of
Mars." importance and power. There was
Malbrook was being offered the best going to be trouble. While Malbrook
table. But he had sighted the little bounced on the crystal floor, Stover
group across the room. kicked his chair away and set himself
"I don't like people who stare at to meet a rush of attackers.
me," said Stover audibly. It did not come. Dead silent, the
And those seated nearest him flinch- people at the tables stood up, as at a
ed as at a blasphemy. But he meant significant moment. That was all.
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24 STARTLING STORIES
they happened in Pulambar. Any- savagely that everybody faced him.
thing could happen in Pulambar. Oc- "If it's killing Malbrook needs, I'll
casional mannered killings added cooperate." His anger had risen
spice to society. Just now, he was steadily higher, but he felt cold and
being chosen for a victim. steady. "I begin to think he should
"Whenever you like," he replied. have been killed long ago. Listen,
"Mr. Buckalew will act for me." everyone!" he shouted to the roomful.
Prrala touched one of his robots, "Haven't many of you wanted to kill
and the thing moved nearer to Stover, this strutting swine? Well, I'll do it
as if to prevent him from doing some- for all of us."
thing or other. Robots were apt to Prrala, all flower-head and waving
overawe newcomers in Pulambar with arm-tentacles, made little hisses and
their size and metallic appearance of gestures of pacification. Buckalew
strength, but Stover, a scientist from swiftly caught Stover's arm, leading
boyhood, knew them for what they him into the vestibule. Ahelio-taxi
—
were clumsy, dull makeshifts that hung there, and they got in and headed
could do only the simpler tasks of for their tower lodgings, Stover still
waiting on mankind. protesting. The sky was doubly starry
"Keep that tin soldier back," Stover overhead, and the two moons of Mars,
warned, "or I'll smack him over." larger than Luna seems from Earth,
"I only wissh that therre be no gave them white light. Below beat up
morre violentquarrrelling," said the welter of light and sound from the
Prrala in his purring voice. lower levels.
"There'll be no more quarreling "It isn't as if you loved that girl, or
here," promised the sinewy man in even knew her well," reproved Bucka-
green and silver, turning to Stover. lew. "If you did, it might be worth
"What's your name? Stover? Before your while to commit suicide like
you go asking for challenges, better this."
realize that Mr. Malbrook is the most Stover cooled a bit. "How did I get
accomplished duellist in Pulambar. into this position of kill or be killed?"
You haven't a chance against him." he demanded. "I was minding my busi-
ness. Up bobbed Malbrook to act a
first-class pig. No man would en-
CHAPTER III dure—"
"Folk in Pulambar endure a lot from
Sudden Death Malbrook," said Buckalew signifi-
cantly.
And Stover remembered how Mal-
THIS speech carried to almost brook had snubbed Buckalew by a
every ear in the hall. Stover —
threat of exposure exposure in one
bowed. word, beginning with R. What could
"I can't withdraw, after that, with- it be? Was Buckalew secretly plot-
out looking afraid. I'll fight your ting rebellion? But his own problem
friend Malbrook very cheerfully, Mr. had better occupy his attention.
—Mr.—" "Don't be so sure he can kill me,
"Brome Fielding," supplied Bucka- Robert," he growled, leaning back 4
lew in a worried voice, and Stover against the cushions of the flyer cabin.
remembered that this was the name "What will this duel be with? Electro-
of Malbrook's partner in society and automatics, ray sabers, MS-projectors,
finance. "I wish, Dillon, that in some or just plain fists? I'm handy with all
way — of them."
"Never mind, Buckalew," snarled "Palambar duels aren't that simple.
Malbrook suddenly. "Don't try to talk Malbrook, the party attacked, can
him out of it. I've challenged, and choose his own weapons and condi-
he's accepted. Do I have to remind tions. He might make it under water,
you again that you'd better do as I if he thought he swam better than you.
say?" Or with knives or acid hypodermics.
"That's enough," growled Stover so It might be a cut of the cards, loser
DEVIL'S PLANET 25
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to drink poison with cards stacked. side. Well, I'm holding out for an
Or in a dark room, each with a single- even break."
shot pistol, Malbrook choosing a room All stared at Stover. Reynardine
he knows well and which you've never Phogor spoke first.
entered. He's boss, I say. He can "I'm on the fringe of all this. I'd
run this affair, like any affair in Pul- like information and explanation, Mr.
ambar, to suit himself." Stover."
"Thanks for the tip," said Stover, "If I can give you either." And
his lips hardening. "I'm to be slaught- Stover bowed courteously.
ered, then? But I'll make my own The girl was almost as tall for a
terms. Both of us to go armed, and woman as he for a man, of generous
start shooting or stabbing or raying but graceful contour, with sultry dark
on sight. That would make it fair, beauty. Her hair, by careful process-
and Malbrook doesn't deserve even ing, was fashionably "brindled" —
that." broad streaks of pallor among the
"Well," said Buckalew, gazing from natural dark. Her tight gown gleamed
a port, "we're at our diggings. Judging with jewels. For a moment little Bee
from the flyers moored outsMe and MacGowan seemed almost dull by
the lights inside, we have company." comparison.
They had. Stepping from the hover- "Frankly, I thought I was on the
ing flyer to their balcony and handing best terms with Mace Malbrook," she
their cloaks to the robot attendant, was continuing. "We talked of mar-
Then he quarrels with you
they entered to find a group of people,
brilliantly dressed and set-faced, in
riage.
—
over this this "
—
She gestured at
their sitting-room. Bee MacGowan.
The singer was pale but angry. "All
1IRST of these, Dillon Stover rec- I came here for was to see if I couldn't
_'ognized tawny Bee MacGowan. stop the duel some way," she pro-
tested.
For a moment it seemed as if she were
alone before him, and most important
Amyas Crofts snarled in his throat.
—the trouble over her made her a "Speaking of marriage," he said, "con-
sider any idea of that off between us,
responsibility and a comrade. Bucka-
Bee."
lew began making introductions.
"This, Dillon, is Miss Reynardine
"I never accepted you," Bee flung
back.
Phogor. And this is her guardian,
Phogor of Venus. You've seen Mr. There was a moment almost of con-
Amyas Crofts, but you haven't met certed recriminations Crofts, Rey-—
nardine Phogor and Bee MacGowan
him. You know Prrala, proprietor of
all at once execrating Malbrook. Bee
the Zaarr; and Mr. Fielding, Mr. Mal-
brook's business associate."
MacGowan quieted first, as if ashamed
"Also his second," added in Field-
of her exhibition. Then Fielding
ing. "I'm here to arrange matters. waved Crofts silent.
WELL, the
society was
Pulambar
arbiter of
on getting his
set
blood, thought Stover. Mace Mai-
who's going to kill him," replied Sto- Silence, for perhaps five seconds.
ver. "Take me to his place at once." Then:
"Sure thing," chuckled the pilot, A
thunderous crash of sound and
plainly wondering what sort of joke force rocked the apartment around
this glittering customer was pleased like a skiff on a hurricane sea.
to make. Stover
was hurled backward, the metal door
Malbrook lived in a broad central upon him. He fell, wriggled out from
tower of Pulambar, one of the four under the slap, and came groggily to
or five tallest, proudly aloof from the his feet. Where the door had been
others. Stover disembarked on a ter- set was now an oblong of murky
light.
raced balcony. He faced it, pistol in hand. Whatever
A jointed robot servitor tried to had happened wasn't enough to kill
halt him, but a shove of his big hand him. Let Malbrook show his head.
swept the stupid thing clanking clum- "Clumsy work!" he cried in chal-
sily aside. He burst into a reception lenge. "I'm still all in one piece.
hall, richly and garishly furnished. Show yourself, and we'll finish this
Before an inner door sprawled some- business."
thing, another robot, its silvery body Fielding was getting up, shaky and
clad in the white coat of a valet. It
was quite and limp, the front of
half-stunned. "What what — " he —
still mumbled.
its glass face-lamp broken. Somebody "Explosion," said Stover. "Inside.
else had been here, and in a nasty Your friend Malbrook tried some
mood. cheap trick, but it didn't work."
Stover stepped across the metal car- Fielding darted through the door-
cass, up a hall and into a lighted room way. Inside, he screamed once, loud-
beyond. He came face to face with ly and tremulously. A moment
later
Brome Fielding, who lounged on a he sprang back into view.
settle outside a heavy metal panel- "Malbrook!" he cried.
way. "He's—
dead!"
"Where's Malbrook?" demanded
Stover.
Fielding jerked his head at the
panel. "Inside his private rooms. I
CHAPTER IV
think Prrala's with him, trying to talk The Law in Pulambar
him out of the duel. No use your try-
ing the same thing; it's beyond apolo-
gies now." Fielding's eyes shifted to
the
^pHAT news cleared Stover's buzz-
pistol-butt at Stover's waist. -- ing head like a whiff of ammonia.
"Why are you carrying that gun?" He bounded past Fielding into Mal-
"It's for Malbrook," said Stover.
^ brook's private apartment.
"Who smashed the robot outside?" The room was full of hot, choking
"You mean Malbrook's valet? I vapor, the sybaritic luxury thrown
posted him there to keep people out. into turmoil by the explosion.
Phogor tried to get in with that step- Plati-
num-and-velvet furniture was over-
daughter, and one or two others." turned, gorgeous hangings ripped
"The valet's wrecked," informed to
shreds, delicately tinted walls racked
Stover. "Get out of my way. I'm and bulged. Another step, and he al-
going in after Malbrook." most stumbled over something.
Fielding made a snatch at Stover's
Mace Malbrook, judging by the rags
DEVIL'S PLANET 29
"Send police! We have the corpse, tagraph from his belt-pouch. Then,
yes— and the killer!" Spinning, he to Stover: "If you killed Malbrook,
leveled a ray-thrower. why not save us both trouble and say
"You're under arrest, Stover," he so?"
said.
"I didn't," repeated Stover. "That's
"Don't be a fool," snapped the other, enough for you."
laying Prrala upon the settle where "You're talking to the law," warned
Fielding had first been sitting. Congreve.
The Martian finally appeared to re- "I seem to be talking to a fool.
gain consciousness. Fielding's the only witness, and he
"Sstoverr?" he slurred feebly. "Why admits he was unconscious when the
did you do it?" blast went off."
"You came here to kill Malbrook,"
"I did nothing," Stover assured
him. "Just as I knocked
— accused Fielding.
Police were rushing in, big, hard- "That has nothing to do with it,
I was too late to kill him."
bodied men in silk-metal tunics of
black. Most of them were of the Low- The Venusian doctor spoke again.
er Pulambar Patrol, but the leader "Quiet. This patient is trying to
wore the insignia of the Martio-Ter- speak." He needled stimulant into
League Service. He was gaunt
restrial
Prrala's neck. "Do your best," he
and gray-templed, and his narrow urged the Martian. "Tell what hap-
eyes took in at a glance the still fig- pened."
ure on the couch, Fielding with his
leveled weapon, and the baffled, angry ONE
up
of Prrala's tentacles fluttered
toward Stover. "Thiss man
Stover.
"I'm Chief Agent Congreve," he killed Malbrook. I wass prressent."
'
introduced himself crisply. "What's "Prrala was trying to make peace,"
volunteered Fielding. "He was in Mal-
what?"
Fielding gestured with the ray brook's room when —
thrower. "Stover did it. He charged "Let him tell it," bade Congreve.
in, slapped me down, and
— Prrala managed more words. "We
"I wasn't even inside," exploded thought we werre alone. But, while
Stover. "An explosion killed Mal- we sspoke, ssomeone appeared in the
brook and hurt Prrala here, almost rroom with uss. Malbrrook sspoke:
getting me, too." 'Sstoverr!' And I ssaw that it wass
Congreve faced Fielding. "You saw he."
this man do the killing?" "Prrala!" protested Stover. "I was
"No, he knocked me down, I tell outside."
" Prrala
you. But he and Malbrook had quar- "But I rrecognized you
reled. He came here for a showdown." was growing weaker. "Grreat height
Congreve turned to Stover. "How —blond hairr garrmentss—
—gold Why. it
pieces," reported one. "Can't be sure 'Sstand back, orr I firre.' Sstover
of the explosive." sseemed about to leap. Malbrrook
"Then make sure," snapped Con- firred an electrro-automatic .ex- . .
30 STARTLING STORIES
plosion I know nothing morre. "I give you one more chance to
talk," said Congreve sternly.
His voice died away Stover knelt "I tell you once more that I'm in-
beside him. nocent!" yelled Stover, the hot tem-
"You say I'm the killer, Prrala. But per that had brought him to this
did nobody come in while you were plight reasserting itself. "I had had
with Malbrook?" a quarrel with Malbrook. I went there
He thought of his own visitors earl- to fight him. But he died at the hand
ier in the evening. Each had wanted of some other man, and a good thing."
to see Malbrook. Prrala summoned Congreve studied his prisoner.
his last strength. "Gold cloth. Big, swell-looking fel-
"Yess one came
. . interrrupted
. . . . low. Rich. Popular. You'll be missed
uss forr a moment. ..." up in that high-tower set. They've
"Who, Prrala? Who?" got away with many a rough and
"It wass. ..." The Martian fell silly thing, those idle-richers, but the
limp and silent. murder of an important man like Mal-
"Wake him, Doctor," urged Con- brook is where simple law officers
greve. "He
can't die now." like me step in. You'll be made an
Thechief agent was wrong. Prrala example."
was already dead. "While you take out your spite
Silence. Then two more figures en- against the rich crowd by insulting
tered. A
policeman reported. me," said Stover acidly. "The real
"Look what I found prowling killer's getting far away."
around, Chief. Pretty, eh?" "Hard to crack, this Stover," said
He held Bee MacGowan by one Congreve to the man with the dicta-
round, bare arm. She was drawn of graph. "Lock him up and let him
face, but her eyes were steady and un- think it over."
afraid. Congreve beckoned her. Again Stover was marched away,
"You knew Malbrook, young wo- down a long corridor of gray metal
man?" to a row of doors at the end. One of
She nodded. "I wanted to ask a these doors swung open. Stover
favor. His robot valet wouldn't let stepped in.
me in." The was metal-lined, about five
cell
"Are you the one who wrecked that feet broad by seven long, and barely
robot?" asked Congreve. high enough to clear Stover's blond
Bee MacGowan said nothing. Stov- curls. It had no window, only a vent-
er spoke for her. ilator, and the dimmest of blue lights.
"When was wrecking a robot such The sole furniture was a metal cot
a crime? They're simple, cheap against the rear wall.
fifty value-units is plenty to pay for Congreve had followed Stover. "I'll
the best of them. And Pulambar crawls put my cards on the table," he said,
with them." "because they're good enough cards
"Take the young woman's name," to show. I know these things
ordered Congreve. Then, to Stover: "You and Malbrook quarreled and
"You talk too much. You're under were going to shoot it out. You came
arrest. Come to my office." to his place, on your own confession,
He slid a hand under Stover's elbow. to have a showdown. He was shut in
a special apartment built to defend
TORN between rage and bewilder-
ment, Stover
him from any attack. The only way
went with his cap- in was via the door, if it could be
tors to the police flyer. They sped forced.
across the starry night to an opening "A witness died saying that you
lower down in another tower and were the guilty one. Nobody lies on
transferred to an elevator. Again de- his deathbed, Stover. Then there's
scending, they came to an office. Con- Fielding's story, the report of a robot
greve took the single chair, leaving you pushed away to get in, and an
Stover on his feet. Another officer air-taximan who says you told him
held a dictograph. you were going to kill Malbrook.
DEVIL'S PLANET 31
"Our tests show that the weapon People of Earth, not conditioned as
was simple old-fashioned nitro-glycer- a race to such things, were frequently
in. You're down on Martian registers intoxicated, sometimes drugged —
as a research scientist from Earth. —
even driven mad when they got too
You made such
could have brought or much joy-lamp. The police, appar-
stuff easily.You've been ugly and ently,had another use for the device.
threatening to numerous persons and A man's wits, befuddled, would pre-
defiant to me. All you can say now sent less of an obstacle to question-
is, 'I didn't do it.' ing.
"And I didn't," flung out Stover "Congreve will quiz me again," de-
once more. cided Stover. "Expect to find me off
"I think you did. I think you balance and unable to lie. What won't
smashed that guard-robot at the front they think of next?"
door, knocked down Fielding, and But he had already told the truth,
jimmied Malbrook's door some way. and it had not convinced. Checking
He shot at you, but that wouldn't back, he could see why not. He had
make your plea of self-defense any quarreled with Malbrook, struck him,
good. You were invading his prem- threatened to kill him on sight. He
ises. You blew him up. Only the last had gone forth to do it. He had been
words of Prrala kept you from cov- prevented, probably, because some-
ering yourself somehow. That's what one had done the same errand more
I'm going to prove against you in a promptly.
court of law. You'll pay for the crime "Congreve won't swallow it," he
with your own life. Good-night, told himself moodily. "I'll get thick-
Stover." tongued and mouth all this out. He'll
The door clanked shut. Stover, alone think it sounds even goopier than be-
in his blue-dim cell, sat on the edge fore, and give me the next jolt of the
of the cot. third degree, probably less pleasant
"They can't do this to me," he said than the joy-lamp."
aloud. "I'm innocent. Innocent men He put his mind on the mystery
—
aren't found guilty or are they? In again. Only proof, complete and con-
would
Pulambar anything can happen." vincing, set him free. Some-
one else had killed Malbrook. Who?
SUDDENLY the light turned His mind turned to the visitors who
had discussed the proposed duel at
green, then yellow, then orange,
then red. his quarters. Each, as it happened,
Stover gazed up at it. had sworn to visit Malbrook, for good
"Joy-lamp!" he muttered. "Not or ill. Prrala had been the first to go,
that I'm very joyous, though. What's and was dead now. What of the
the idea?" others?
The answer came to him. For ages, If he was to be fuddled by the joy-
Martians had used these ever-chang- lamp, he had best make notes from
ing rays as a pleasant stimulant. [Turn page]
wood and extracted the soft, crumbly police guard who looked in was de-
lead. Breaking the black stick in two, ceived for the moment.
he rubbed the two bits together over "What happened, did you say?"
the butter. The sooty powder fell "Can't you see?" Stover yelled in
thickly, and Stover mixed it in with feigned impatience. "He knocked
a fork, producing a wad of gleaming me out and took my uniform. There's
oily-black substance. Quickly he his rig." He pointed with one stained
rubbed this into his blond hair, hand at his own crumpled garments in
smoothing out its curls and plastering a corner. "While you stand there,
them to his skull. The tray, which he's probably clear away."
was of shiny metal, served as a mirror. "Well, come out of there," the
He looked about as dark-haired as the guard told him. "Wrap a blanket
jailer. from the cot around you. We've got
"So far so good," he approved, and to, make a report, quick!"
again overhauled the food-stuffs. Stover wrapped himself up as di-
The cup of acid drink seemed most rected, taking care to slump and so
promising. Once more he explored approximate the lesser height of the
his pouch. It yielded two cigarettes. jailor Dellis. Under the blanket he
Splitting these, he dropped the shreds brought along his felt and pouch. But
of tobacco into the cup. Judicious he did not intend to appear before
stirring and mixing provided him with Congreve or other too-observant offi-
a coffee-brown liquid. He made tests cers. Reeling, he supported himself
on the back of his hand, deepened the against the door-jamb.
tint with the last of his powdered "I still feel shaky."
pencil-lead. Finally he doffed his "Here, then." Another guard had
stylish golden garments. come up, and the first guard beckoned
With palmful after palmful of the him. "Take Dellis to the locker room
makeshift dye, he stained his big body while I report to the front office. That
and limbs, using the tray as a mirror big society lad, Stover, got away."
while he darkened his face and neck Leaning heavily on the newcomer's
as well. His hands and feet were also arm, and half-swaddling his stained
treated. Now he appeared as a naked, head and body in the blanket, Stover
swarthy personage with strangely allowed himself to be helped down
pale eyes who was not too different another corridor and into a long room
from the jailer. lined with lockers. Against one wall
He waited some time longer, to be was a cot, where he dropped with a
sure that enough time had passed to moan.
insure the fellow being well off duty. "Hurt bad, Dellis?" asked the guard
Then he sprang to the door, beating who had brought him.
on it with his fists. "I hope not," sighed Stover. "Let
"Help! Help!" he roared. "Tin me here for a while."
lie
penned up! Prisoner's escaping!" The other left. As the door closed,
Answering commotion sounded out- Stover sprang up and to a lavatory.
side. Then a harsh voice: Scrubbing violently, he cleansed hair
"What's the racket in there, Sto- and body of his messy disguise. Then
ver?" he opened locker after locker. Most
"Stover's gone," he made gruff re- of the clothes inside were too small,
ply. "When brought him his food,
I but he found a drab civilian tunic in
he jumped on me, knocked me out and one, breeches in another, and boots
took my clothes. He got away!" in a third, all of them fair fits. Thus
"Oh, it's Dellis?" The door was properly clad, he donned his own
quickly unlocked and opened. pouch and girdle and went to a win-
dow.
REMEMBERING that the jailor The level of the cells was still high
he impersonated had not above the noise and glow of the canal
matched his inches, Stover crouched levels. A man less desperate might
on the floor. The shifting light of the feel giddy, but Stover had no time
joy-lamp helped his disguise, and the for phobias. He must be free to find
34 STARTLING STORIES
and convict the true murderer of Ping! The tube broke at the lower
Malbrook. Only thus could he hope staple. At the same instant Stover
to survive. felt his shoulder brush against the
Quickly he ripped the blanket into wall of the building opposite. He let
half a dozen strips. Knotting these go of the tube, tried to clutch a win-
into a rope, he tied one end to a dow sill, and missed. He felt suddenly
bracketlike fixture on the outer sill. sick as he slid down the crag of con-
A moment later he was sliding down crete. His boot-heels smacked on a
into the night. sill below, flew from it, and he made
The gravity of Mars being barely another desperate grasp. This time
four-tenths that of Earth, Stover's he made good his hold, and swung
huge body weighed no more than there, staring in.
eighty pounds as it swung to the cord The sizeable room was garishly
of knotted blankets. Even so, he lighted. People stood or sat inside,
needed all of his nerve, strength and close-packed around tables. There was
agility for what he planned to do. music from a radio tuned in on Earth,
A few seconds brought him to the and a cheerful hubbub of everyone
end of his line, thirty feet below talking and laughing. At the table
the window-sill. There were no win- nearest the window were men and
dows or other openings at that point, women in middle-class celebration
and no projections on the smooth clothes.
concrete wall, only a metal tube, barely One of them flourished his loose-
an inch in diameter, that housed some clenched then brought it down
fist,
slender power lines and ran vertically and whipped it open. Out danced two
beside him. Every fifty feet or so it pale cubes with black spots on their
was clamped to the wall by a big faces.
staple. One such staple held it at the
point where Stover dangled.
—
Dice a game known when the pyra-
mids were new, perhaps in the pre-
He looked in the other direction. civilized days before. Dice, which in
Ten or twelve yards opposite was an- ancient Rome had gained and lost
other building, with many lighted mighty fortunes; which had delighted
windows. Given a solid footing, he such rulers as Henry VIII of Eng-
might have tried to leap. As it was, land, and such philosophers as Samuel
he must bridge the gap otherwise. He L. Clemens of America. Dice, the one
hung to his blanket-cord with one gambling game which had lasted to the
hand while he tugged and tore at the thirtieth century.
metal tubing. It was none too tough, "Game-dive," panted Stover.
and broke just at the staple. A jerk "Crowded, confused, relaxed. No
parted the wires inside. He tested worry about murders. I'll go in."
the broken* tube. It was springy and He worked along the sill, toward
gave some resistance, but would it be the next window. It was too far for
enough? He could only try, with a his arms to span, but he spun his body
prayer to all the gods of all the sidewise, hooked a boot-toe within,
planets. let go and hurled himself across the
sill and in.
GRASPING the tube with both He was in a private dining-room.
hands, he quitted his cord. There A man and a woman sat at a table
he hung for a moment, like a beetle strewn with dishes, smirking affec-
on a grass-stalk. Then the tube began tionately at each other. As Stover
to buckle outward at the staple clamp drew himself up, the woman gave a
some fifty feet below. Stover's eighty little smoothered cry of alarm and
pounds of weight swung it out across shrank into her chair. The man rose.
the chasm. He dared not look at the "Listen," he snarled to her, "if you
depths below. His eyes, turned over- say thisjs your husband, I'll tell you
head, watched the crawl of Deimos' I'm too old for such a blackmail game
disk across the starry sky. The tube
—
was bending swiftly now he was "I'm nobody's husband," Stover
traveling out and down in a swift arc. interrupted. "I just climbed in on a
DEVIL'S PLANET 35
"Police bracelet," she said again. "It her own belt and gagged her with a
has a radio apparatus tuned to the strip torn from her skirt. She glared
waves of police headquarters. You above the gag.
don't feel anything now, but if you "Good-by, my bewitching little
go, say, ten miles from here, your doublecrosser," he bade her. "Stick to
whole body will vibrate to the ampli- stool-pigeoning. The police will back
fied waves, as though you were being
subjected to a heavy rush of current.
—
you if they don't catch you cheating.
I'm going to catch the blundering
The farther you go, the more drastic killer you tried to sell me to."
and painful the effect. Fifty miles "You'll never get away," she raged,
—
away, you'd be done for your nervous
system tortured to death."
managing to spit out through the gag.
"That bracelet will bring you crawl-
She picked up the telephone and ing back here."
called a number. "I won't wear it long," he said grim-
"This is Gerda," she said into the ly. "It looks smashable."
transmitter. "You know police un-
dercover detail.
—
I have somebody
"Try to cut or smash it," she dared.
"There'll be an explosion that will
you're interested in." tear your arm off at the shoulder.
"You're taking my money and now You'll not live through that. I'll be
you're selling me to the police !" cried
Stover in sudden comprehension.
—
seeing you soon, big man seeing you
on your knees!"
Gerda merely smiled at him. "Don't hold your breath until then,"
"Wait," she said into the instru- he answered curtly.
ment, and then to Stover "Not to the
: Unfastening the door, he left, went
police. To somebody who will pay down the hall and came to a corridor
more. I only put the bracelet on to which led to an exit. Moored there
prevent any accident. Try to get was a speedy-looking rocket flyer. He
away from me, and you'll not get far. sprang in, turned on the power, and
—
Now, stand easy I haven't finished sailed up and away.
phoning."
She turned back to the instrument.
"You heard his voice," she cooed CHAPTER VII
into the phone. "Is your price still
offered? Then come at once to — Thirst
Stover made a frenzied leap. An
electro-automatic pellet zipped its
way through his tousled hair even as LIKE most young men of his day,
he twisted the weapon away. Tucking Dillon Stover understood very
Gerda's struggling body under one well the workings of rocket craft.
arm, he seized the telephone. This purloined one-seater was not the
"This is Stover," he grated into it. newest model, but it was serviceable.
"While this she-rat of yours bragged, He felt sudden elation. Nobody knew
I jumped her and took her gun away. his jumping-off place save the under-
I'llget you next. Who is this?" cover girl, Gerda. By the time she
A gasp over the wire. That was all. escaped even that faint trail would
"Then I'll come and get you with- be lost. She would think twice about
out any help. You killed Malbrook, warning the police. If she appealed
didn't you? You want to kill me be- only to the unknown killer, and if
fore the law learns I'm innocent, don't that unknown killer came seeking him,
you? But it won't work Don't count
! Stover would like nothing better.
your Dillon Stovers before they're "First," he decided, "I must get to
dead and buried. Good-by until we another town and pose there under a
meet for the showdown!" new name and personality. I'll dope
He hung up, thrusting the captured out this thing, maybe make a deal
gun into his tunic. Despite Gerda's with some law-enforcement body that
frantic resistance, he coolly repos- isn't too friendly with Congreve and
sessed the money she had taken from
him. Finally he bound her hands with
the Malbrook-Fielding combine —
hello, this rocket isn't any too well
DEVIL'S PLANET 39
A
bration
LITTLE
to know
recovery now, enough
that the bracelet's vi-
was increased to a sharp
that report. Heaven really consisted
in lying still in delicious dampness,
with a ten-times blessed trickle of
agony. He had come miles away from liquid into your open mouth.
Pulambar. Suddenly he wished he Stover's eyes, no longer dried out,
were back, even in jail. After all, there opened. And he saw heaven as well
40 STARTLING STORIES
as felt it. The dull-clouded inside of Pulambar, I mean."
a semi-transparent dome, against A tentacle pointed away. "But you
which spread the long branches and cannot travel by day, on foot and un-
broad leaves of a blue-gray bush was derr the ssun. Wait until night. We
above him, while around him sprawled sshall help you then."
three bladder-bodied, six-tentacled, Once again Stover took a look
flower-faced Martians. about. He saw whence had come the
"Lie sstill," purred the one with trickle into his mouth. One of those
an artificial voice-box. "You arre drinking tubes had been thrust into
—
verrv ssick nearr to death." the integument of a great branch
"I m not," protested Stover, and sat above him. Since he was awake, the
up. tip of the tube had been thriftily
His dusty garments, stolen in a plugged. But he felt dry again, and
police dressing-room, had been re- as though reading that thought in his
moved. His naked skin felt cool, mind, the Martian who did the talk-
moist, and relaxed. He touched his ing removed the plug.
arm with a finger. There was a sleek "Drrink," he bade Stover, and Sto-
damp to it, damp of a frog.
like the ver drank.
"Lie the Martian spokes-
sstill," said He pulled strongly on the tube, and
man again. "If you do not fearr ssick- a delicious spurt of plant-juice, free-
ness, fearr then the coming of a flowing and pleasantly tart-sweet,
ssearrch parrty." filled his mouth. What joy to drink!
Stover lay back at once in the neat What relief, what privilege.
sandy hollow where they had bedded He stopped sucking all at once.
him. "Are they looking for me?" he "Plug that up," he commanded.
asked anxiously. "Isn't it very precious, that juice?
How is there enough for me and for
THE flowery head
nodded,
of his informant
Terrestrial fashion.
you others, too?"
Something like a deprecating
"Thrree timess they have come herre chuckle came from his attendant. "Do
to peerr in. We ssaw them coming, not ssay the worrd 'enough', Dillon
and each time we coverred you with Sstover. On Marrss, therre iss no
ssand to hide you. We told them we ssuch worrd ass 'enough'."
knew nothing of a fugitive Terrress- "You've been depriving yourselves
trrial. A wind blew away yourr to take care of me!" Stover marveled,
trrackss." almost accusingly. "Why? I'm a
Stover was content to lie still now. stranger, a vagabond, wanted by
"How long have I been here?" he police, charged with murder."
asked.
"A day and a night. It iss now the
ssecond forrenoon." CHAPTER VIII
Back into Stover's wakening mind
floated memory of all that had trans- The Hope of mM
pired to bring him here. So it was
getting on toward noon. Three noons
ago he had awakened in Buckalew's
luxurious apartment, reckless and
HE was suddenly aware
other dreadful pain was miss-
that an-
carefree. At noon the following day, ing, the racking vibration of the
he had been in the police cell, again bracelet. He lifted his left hand.
sleeping. When the third noon came, The skin of it was scraped, broken in
he had lain senseless in this poor places, but the wrist was naked. The
makeshift den where Martians hud- sinister metal ring was gone.
dled to keep life in themselves. And "How did you get it off of me?" he
now asked. "It was due to explode if you
"I'll be awake this noon," he said tinkered with it."
aloud. "I've got a lot of escaping to "And sso we did not tinkerr with
do." To the Martian he said "Which : it," was the calm reply. "Firrsst, a
way is the nearest city? Besides grreasse to make yourr hand and
DEVIL'S PLANET 41
wrrisst verry sslipperry— then carre- neath the low dome, and made his
Wegot the way to the radio. Quickly the Mar-
f ul prrying and tugging.
We tian turned on the television power,
brracelet off without injurring it.
know how to deal with ssuch thingss. and a small screen lighted up. Ten-
tacles turned dials.
One of uss crrept forrth and laid the
brracelet on the ssand farr frrom
Stover saw a gently rolling plain,
herre. It was picked up ass a clue
grown over with hardy, tufty scrub,
ssearcherrs." the chief vegetation of Mars. From it
by police
Dillon Stover sighed gratefully. rose a vast and blocky structure, acres
in extent. The construction seemed
Not only was he free of an awful
to be of massive concrete or plastic,
agony, but there would now be no fol-
reenforced by joinings and bands of
lowing of him by those who hunted
metal. As the viewpoint of the tele-
him.
vision made the building grow larger
"I started to ask you," he resumed,
"why you helped a stranger, a Terres- and nearer by degrees, Stover saw
from the law, to so great that it had no visible doors or other
trial fugitive
apertures. Along walks at the top,
an extent." ways at the bottom,
"You arre Dillon Sstoverr," said the and around railed
walked armed Martian guards in
Martian simply. "Beforre you lost
brace-harness to hold them upright.
yourr ssenssess, you told uss yourr
name.
The roof bristled with ray-throwers
and electro-automatic guns.
"A fort?" said Stover."I thought
STOVER looked his mystification.
— Mars was everywhere."
at peace
"But what difference
"Therre iss no peace in the conflict
A tentacle pointed to a little niche
with drrought," his informant told
across the dome-den. There nestled
him. "You ssee yonderr a rresser-
a shabby old radio, near which the
The voirr. It holdss a gatherring of the
other two Martians sprawled.
mosst prreciouss thing on thiss planet
thing only whispered, but they were
getting news of the universe.
—waterr."
"It has to be guarded like that?"
"We have communicationss," the "Ssurrely. People would rrisk any-
one with the voice-box told Stover.
thing to ssteal a little—only a little.
"We know what befell you in Pulam-
The only frree waterr on all thiss
barr, what charrge iss made by the
worrld iss in the guarrded and rre-
officiates. But we know, alsso, why city of Pulambar, frrom
sstricted
you came herre— to do the worrk be- which you have fled."
gun by yourr grrandfatherr." The dial another scene
clicked,
"The work of my grandfather," re- showed itself. Stover saw a building
peated Stover. He had almost for-
with open front before which huddled
gotten it. "You mean the condenser-
and crept a line of wretched Martians.
ray?"
Each presented a document to an offi-
"Yess. The hope of Marrss.
cial. Each was grudgingly handed
Stover had recovered enough to tell
a small container, no larger than a
himself savagely that he had become
The cup. Stover turned his head away.
short-sighted, selfish, craven.
With a sympathetic purr, his com-
Martian was right. He, Dillon Sto-
panion turned the radio off.
ver, meant the sole chance of a dying muttered Stover.
He was "Water-lines,"
world for a new lease on life.
"Guarded reservoirs. Little camps like
fleeing for more than his own life.
this—and nobody has enough water.
"I know so little," he pleaded. "I've
Malbrook, who held the monopoly,
been here only three days, and for
did this to Mars."
most of that time I've been running "You sserrved uss well by killing
from both police and law-breakers. I "Come, I
him," said the Martian.
have now a better idea of what water
— wissh to dampen yourr sskin again."
means to this planet, but
"Come, if you arre strrong enough,"
bade his helper.
Stover got up, having to stoop be-
H E would not take no
answer. An
for an
application of the
42 STARTLING STORIES
plant-juice refreshed Stover's thirsty sider his next step.
body all over.
A mortised gondola of the cabin
"Do not thank uss," deprecated the type bore a yapping loud-speaker
Martian. "We do thiss becausse, to urging all to join a sight-seeing tour.
rrepeat mysself, you arre the hope
Stover joined the welter of honey-
of Marrss. By deprriving ourr- mooners, space-hands, clerks on holi-
sselvess of waterr rrationss today,
day and similar rubberneckers. A
we arre prreparring you forr the crowd like that made good disguise,
tassk of winning uss plenty in the
and the gondola would take him to a
futurre."
certain definite jumping-off place for
"You're trying not to be noble,"
his newly chosen goal.
Stover smiled. "But what if I miss
He sat back in a shadowy corner of
out? If i» m
caught, or killed, or if the vehicle. The guide lectured
I try to develop the ray elo-
and can't?" quently as he clamped shut the ports
"We sshall have played forr high and took them on a brief dive to show
sstakess,and losst." the underwater foundations of
Stover found his clothing, neatly Pul-
ambar, fringed with the rare lakeweed
folded away, and began to struck
6S that was to be seen nowhere else
into it. on
Mars. Stover remembered yet again
"When nightfall comes, I go," he
how Buckalew had exhorted him—it
announced.
"The
—besst rrefuge among the nearr —
seemed centuries before to work
hard for the salvation of Mars by the
townss " began his rescuer.
"I'm going back to Pulambar," condenser ray.
said Peering from his port, he saw the
Stover grimly.
All three Martians turned toward enclosing water, only a saucerf ul com-
him pared to the oceans of Earth, but here
silently. They had no human a curiosity and a luxury. He remem-
eyes, yet he had the sense of
beine
s bered, too, how he had seen in the
stared at.
"I mean it," he insisted. television a desert where dammed and
"Pulam- covered reservoirs were guarded by
bar s the place. The lights will
guide armed Martian troops as the most
me, and this stuff on my
skin will
keep me from precious treasure-vaults of the planet.
drying out too soon.
Can 6t by the outer uar ds,
He brought back to mind the pitiful
T> J
lm Terrestrial with §:money because folk of other Martian communities,
in my who must deny themselves everything
pocket. Fve got to find the real
killer to pay the rates for only a tiny
and first put myself in the clear." super-
"Then?" prompted the Martian vised trickle of the fluid which was
with the voice-box. life to them. All this he could
obviate
if he finished the ray
"Then," and Stover's voice rang like mechanism— if
a bell inside the little dome, he ever had a chance to finish it.
"I'm go- "I may
ing to perfect that condenser-ray. die from something worse
I than water shortage if I don't look
was wrong to want to play around
sharp,'' he told himself.
first. Buckalew was right to keep
after me. You've shown me In his role of tourist, he achieved an
a duty I
can't turn away from. That appearance of attention as a lens-
killer in
Pulambar had better hold onto his window in the roof was set so that
hat, because I'm going to the gaping tourists might look their
smack him fill upon the magnified disk
right out from under it!" of crystal
rock that was the hurtling moon
^kNCE more back on the bright
Phobos. He did his best to seem
^W streets
of Pulambar, Stover
casual as they approached the sixth
or seventh public building for a super-
skirted a building and came to a
canal vised inspection.
crossing full of music and carnival.
"Architecture bureau," announced
Entrance to the city had been quite
the guide, impressively as though it
as easy as he had figured. Noone were something he himself had
had dreamed that the fugitive would
planned and created. "Pulambar be-
circle back. He halted now to con- longs as you know, to one great group
DEVIL'S PLANET 43
"Iss ssomething
was demanding. '
The Martian extended the wrench, was deepened when there came a re-
fumbling at one of the bolts that held port from a far rooftop. An Archi-
Stover's disguise-shell together. tecture Bureau ship had landed there.
A twist, a tug, and his secret would Whoever had flown it was gone. In-
—
be out Girra would perceive that in- side was a robot shell, with no ma-
side the apparent robot was, not a chinery. Girra, smarting from repri-
mass of mechanism but a living Ter- mands by Congreve and his work su-
very much wanted by police.
restrial, perior, sought furiously for the cul-
And Stover did not care to be arrested prit responsible for this state of
just now. He had other plans. affairs. He failed to find him because
Because he must, he put forth one he did not know where and how to
hand in its metal sheathing and look.
snatched the wrench from Girra's
grasp.
ed
The Martian mechanic retreat-
inturn, dumbfounded beyond
THE culprit in question had gone
straight to the office of Special
speech. Then, as Stover made a threat- Agent Congreve. When that intelli-
ening flourish with the wrench, Girra gent officer returned from the Mal-
dropped the kit of tools he carried brook tower Stover stood forth to
and retreated toward the entrance to give himself up.
Malbrook's apartment. "I'm doing this," said Stover, "be-
"Help! Asssisstance!" he squalled. cause I want to clear up things in my
"My rrobot hass gone out of contrrol I" own way. You were close to arresting
He was gone, out of sight for a few me under suspicious circumstances
moments. In that precious time Stov- not long ago. I didn't want that, but
er carried into action a quick plan a free surrender is different. Well,
of misdirection. From^he fallen tool- why don't you put me under arrest?
kit he snatched a thin, strong line, A little while ago you were even of-
knotted one end to the railing and fering a big reward for me."
threw the other end free into the "Mr. Brome Fielding offered the
abyss below. Then he ducked back reward, not the police," replied Con-
into a shallow corner as Girra rushed greve, after a moment of enigmatic
forth again, followed by the mystified meditation. "Anyhow, Stover, we've
and impatient policeman who had changed our minds about you. The
kept guard in the vestibule. finger of suspicion has veered away —
"Now then, now then," this police- "Toward Bee MacGowan."
man was grumbling, after the manner "I answer no questions," said Con-
of policemen generally throughout all greve, thereby admitting that Stover
worlds and ages. "What happened, was right, "and I don't commit you to
—
you say? Your robot where is your prison. I only desire that you remain
robot?" in Pulambar. In fact, I'll make sure
Girra ran to the railing. One tenta- that you do. Hold out your left hand."
cle caught the tethered end of the Stover obeyed, and upon the skinned
line. and abraded wrist Congreve snapped
"It hass climbed down thiss line!" a bracelet of the sort Stover had al-
he cried sagely. "Climbed down to ready worn. Carefully the officer fit-
lowerr levelss and escaped!" ted the thing, so that it fitted almost
"Never heard of a robot doing that," as snugly as a noose of cord.
commented the policeman. He went to "You seem to have shaken one of
Girra's side, and also peered down. these things off," he observed. "You'll
"Huh!" he grunted. "That's what not get rid of that one, Mr. Stover.
comes of too much clockwork in those And I don't think I have to tell you
babies. They get into wild messes. about the peculiar and unpleasant
We'd better call for Congreve." properties of this little device. When
They entered the vestibule again. things cool off, and if you stay in the
At once Stover ran to the moored clear, I want to hear from you just
flyer, got in and went soaring away. what happened since I saw you last."
Girra got back to the Bureau of- "That's a date," agreed Stover. "Now
fice in a hired vehicle. The mystery may I see Miss MacGowan?"
48 STARTLING STORIES
"You may not." That was even more free. I'm supposed to be after him.
of an admission that the police were That," he told himself with all the
holding her. assurance in the world, "is what she
Stover shrugged and left. set me free for —
to clear us both and
He felt that he saw through Con- punish a cowardly assassin."
greve's new attitude toward him. Bee
MacGowan had become the chief sus-
pect while he, Stover, was only under
HE reached a vestibule-restaurant,
built like a great glassed-in bal-
mild suspicion. Either that, or Con- cony hanging high on the cliff of the
greve had failed to heap up enough same building that housed Congreve's
evidence to convict Stover. Bee Mac- headquarters. Sitting down at a with-
Gowan had already half-confessed as drawn he called for a late break-
table,
the murderer. If she proved innocent, fast and a wireless telephone. Be-
Stover in the meantime might do more tween bites, he contacted Buckalew's
to convict himself. That was why he apartment. The hired robot servitor
was left free within limitations. answered metallically. Then came the
Clever man, Congreve. voice of Buckalew.
Meanwhile, Bee MacGowan had "Dillon, my boy! Don't tell me
complicated matters even more than
the police
—
where you are the police are looking
considered. Yesterday everywhere for you."
Stover had escaped brilliantly and "Not they," replied Stover. "I just
daringly. Now he had wanted to sur- tried to give myself up to Congreve.
render, rebelling at the thought of All he's doing is to hold me close to
retaining his freedom at the hands of Pulambar. Bee MacGowan is the one
the girl. He told himself this was not they're working on now."
a romantic regard for her, but only "I was present when she was arrest-
what any self-respecting male should ed," Buckalew informed him.
do. "So was I," Stover admitted. "In-
She was wrong in taking responsi- side the shell of that Martian's robot
bility for the quarrel, the murder, and
Dillon Stover's subsequent plight.
—
helper why gulp like that, Robert?"
"I didn't gulp, Dillon. I never do.
True, the fight had started over her, So you were disguised as a robot?
but it might have started over any Remarkable. Only somebody close to
passably attractive girl, Malbrook and your grandfather could have thought
Stover being the men they were. Be- of that. As to being held in Pulam-
yond that, Stover wished she had sat bar, so am I, the Phogors, Amyas
tight and let him do the thinking and Crofts, and one or two others. If
fighting. you're not under danger of arrest, Dil-
"Strong-headed, but a girl in a mil- lon, come home where we can talk
lion," he estimated her to himself. more fully."
"No, in a million million. She feels "As soon as I've finished eating,"
that it's her duty to take the fall, I promised Stover. "I have something
suppose, but I wish she hadn't sur- of interest to offer, a theory of Bee
rendered. The charge would be MacGowan's innocence —
there, you
bound to break down against me or gulped again!"
any other innocent person." "It was you that time," charged
That new thought flashed like light Buckalew. "I heard you plainly.
in his mind. It was a rationalization Here, don't ring off yet."
that must have come to Bee Mac- "I heard a click, too," said Stover.
Gowan. She had invited arrest and "Maybe some third person was tuned
indictment for the sake of giving him in on our wave-length. "I'll come
—
freedom because she was really in- to you at once, Buckalew. Wait there
nocent. She had courage to risk trial for me."
on those grounds. "Take care of yourself," admon-
"I believe in her!" he decided. "I'll ished Buckalew.
make the rest believe in her, too. Finishing his breakfast, Stover
Meanwhile, what am I mooning about? sought an outside balcony and hailed
The real killer's swanking around a flying taxi. The driver was the same
DEVIL'S PLANET 49
who had served him on the night of at his elbow. The robot, evidently
the murder. He stared at Stover in released from magnetic bonds, had
its
astonishment. fallen forward and lay writhing, try-
"Say," he accused, "the law wants ing to recover itself.
you. There's a reward
— Stover bent and helped the metal
"Not any more," Stover shut him servitor to its flat feet. Then Bucka-
off. "I'm not on the preferred list lew's voice was raised in a warning
at headquarters." shout that filled the room:
But the driver insisted on a quick —
"Look out, Dillon danger of some
radio-phone conversation with police kind! Duck!"
before he would listen to Stover's So startled that he forgot his
directions. touchy mystification, Stover released
Flying back and landing on the bal- his hold on the robot's arm and again
cony of his lodgings, Stover had a turned toward the corner opposite.
sense of unreality, as though he had Buckalew was falling as the robot had
been gone for months. Enough ad- fallen, but more slowly and gently,
venture had befallen him to fill a almost floating downward toward the
month, at that. Stover pondered a floor.
moment on the relativity of time's "Just what's going on here?" began
passage. Then he went in. Stover.
"Robot!" he called. "Get me some Something dark flashed upon him,
fresh clothes. And where's Mr. Buck- seized him and hurled him flat. A
alew?" moment later, it was as if lightning
No answer. The front room was and thunder had concentrated in the
dim, but not dark. A couple of lesser room.
radium bulbs still burned. By their Dillon Stover's senses were fairly
light he saw the robot leaning against ripped out of him.
a wall.
"I gave you an order," said Stover
sternly. "Why don't you obey it? CHAPTER XI
Clothes, I said."
The robot did not move. He crossed And Then the Third
the floor toward it, putting a hand
on its shoulder-joint.
STOVER'S hearing came back
THE thing seemed stuck to the
wall, as though bolted there. Sto-
his ears rang and roared.
first;
Then his feelings; he ached from
ver exerted his strength, but could not head to foot. He opened his eyes to a
budge it. He braced the heel of his scene of confusion that still blurred
left hand against the wall to get more and quivered before him.
leverage, and felt a tug at his wrist. "Sit up and drink this," Buckalew
Congreve's bracelet seemed trying to was commanding hini.
fasten itself beside the robot. Stover Stover got up slowly. Buckalew
jerked away. fastened a silver collar with one hand,
"Magnetism. The metal wall's mag- while the other extended a glass.
netized!" Again he lifted his voice. "Thanks," said Stover, sipping. The
"Buckalew! Aren't you here? What's drink was full of bite, but it cleared
g;oing on?" his head and steadied his knees. "How
Turning back toward the center of long was I like that?"
the room, he saw Buckalew for the "Quite a while. Long enough for
first time. His host was seemingly me to change my clothes. My others
lounging in a corner opposite. Buck- were almost torn off me by the blast."
alew neither moved nor spoke. Sure enough, rags of the brown
"Don't tell me they've magnetized fabric lay on the floor. Stover glanced
you, too," cried Stover impatiently. sharply at Buckalew. Wasn't it a
"Speak up, what's happened?" trifle callous of the other to think
He took a step toward his friend. of dressing before giving aid to an in-
At the same time, there was a crash jured man? But Buckalew gave him
50 STARTLING STORIES
no opening to complain, gesturing in- come home to find the robot servitor
stead to the tumbled furniture and stuck by magnetic power to the wall
the soot-fogged walls of their once and Buckalew himself motionless in
splendid parlor. a corner.
"Not quite as powerful an explosion "I don't remember being in the cor-
as the one at Malbrook's," went on ner," said Buckalew when he had fin-
Buckalew weightily, "or it would —
ished. "I was overcome in my
dress-
have torn off the whole top of this ing-room back there. As I remember,
tower, and blown you to atoms." I regained consciousness just in time
Stover, swiftly regaining his full to sense danger and warn you."
strength and sense, now looked down "What danger?" Stover demanded.
at his own clothes. They were not "You knew there would be an explo-
damaged in the least. Buckalew spoke sion?"
true words, but enigmatic ones. First
of all, how much did Buckalew know he hoped to startle or trap Buck-
about the Malbrook death-blast that
IFalew, he was disappointed. The
he was able so glibly to compare this other made steady reply.
one with it? Second, why did he "All that I knew was that I had
speak of Stover only as being "blown been attacked in some way, and that
into atoms?" you had come. After that, the bomb
Hadn't he, Buckalew, been in dan- or gun or whatever went off."
ger as well? Or had he perhaps op- They inspected the room, setting
erated and directed the danger from up the furniture again and checking
a position of safety? The thought damage. Stover ran for a chemical
seemed ungrateful. Buckalew had kit, testing the atmosphere that still
been the friend of Stover's grand- had a slight murk.
father, was now the friend of Stover. "Old-fashioned nitroglycerin, as in
"It's got the poor servitor," the the other case," he announced. "And
younger man made reply, pointing to here, on the floor —
the shattered mass of metal that had He knelt in the corner where he re-
been the robot. "I suppose he got be- membered seeing Buckalew. There
tween me and the blast. If so, I can was a stain there. As Girra had done
thank a robot for saving me." in his presence only a few hours be-
"Yes," agreed Buckalew, in a tone fore, Stover made tests. This, too,
that seemed almost bitter. "You can yielded a trace of synthetic rubber.
thank a robot for saving you." Meanwhile, Buckalew was talking
"You sound as if you're sorry!" on the radio phone.
Stover could not help protesting. "No," he was saying, "nothing at
"Tell me just what happened here. all. A trifling accident, no damage.
You were here waiting after you Not worth your notice." Heswitched
answered my phone call. What hap- off and turned toward Stover. "A
pened in the meantime?" police call. Some neighbor gave an
"I haven't the slightest idea," re- alarm."
plied Buckalew. "Why not call them in?" almost
"But you must have!" shouted Stover. "Do you want to
"I can only say again that I do not. hide anything from them?"
My—my mind went blank." "Yes. Don't you?" And Bucka-
Stover eyed hisn narrowly. "You lew crossed the floor to him. "You
mean, something stunned you?" want to expose the real murderer by
"Yes, something like that." yourself—you told me that. I thought
Stover could not see any sign of a I was helping you."
cut or bruise upon Buckalew. His That should settle suspicions, even
hair was as sleek as ever. Only his if Stover lyingly told himself that he
manner was weary and solemn. Again had none. Buckalew continued
Stover made a deliberate effort to "Undoubtedly the attempt was
banish suspicion. He volunteered the aimed at you by the real murderer.
story of his recent adventures, finish- He will think you destroyed until he
ing with an account of how he had hears otherwise."
DEVIL'S PLANET 51
made of your release from the order must make a secret reservation.
of imprisonment?" little friend Bee MacGowan
"Your
"No, but we both heard noises that is cleared by this," Buckalew re-
suggested someone listening in on sumed. "She's in prison even while
our phone wavelength," reminded this murder attempt is made."
Stover, scowling. "That was the "Let's tell the police that," said
probable tipoff." Stover stepping toward the phone.
"Why would an enemy listen in un- "They'll release her at once."
less he knew you were free and would "And probably arrest you again,"
call me here? No, Dillon. The mur- added Buckalew. "Say nothing. She's
derer has access to police records and giving you a chance to clear her and
secrets." yourself. Use it."
Stover nodded. Buckalew was right. Stover fell into a silence, almost a
"Then," he announced, "I can limit stupid silence. In the midst of it the
the suspects to people in pretty high front door opened and two figures
—
places the Upper-tower set. People fairly dashed in. They came to a halt.
like Malbrook, himself, his partner
Fielding, his fiancee Reynardine Pho-
— —
"Mr. Stover er " stammered the
voice of Amyas Crofts.
gor, or her stepfather, the Venusian. Stover felt almost grateful for this
Or even Amyas Crofts." opportunity to change the subject. He
"Or me," added Buckalew with the strode across to the gilded youngster,
slightest of smiles. glaring a challenge.
Stover jumped and stared. Bucka- "Why do you rocket in like that?"
lew's smile broadened. he growled. "What do you want
"Or me," he repeated. "I'm an old- here?" A light seemed to dawn in-
timer in Pulambar. I have friends side his head and stop the aching.
and a position. I might be able to "Perhaps you didn't expect to find
get an in at police headquarters. Don't me alive?"
forget that Congreve himself has been The companion of Amyas Crofts
conferring with me lately. And I have had turned to dart out again, but
asgood a motive for killing Malbrook Bucjcalew, moving with amazing
asany of the others." speed, gained the door and fastened it.
"And a motive for trying to kill Then he turned to confront the would-
me?" asked Stover in spite of him- be fugitive. It was the girl with red-
self. dyed hair whom Stover knew as
Again Buckalew smiled. "You Gerda.
wouldn't expect me you that,
to tell "Letme out," commanded Gerda as
if I wanted to kill you and had failed. from under her cape she whipped an
Well, to sum up, you have reason to electro-automatic pistol.
suspect me, and I to suspect you. Without even lifting an eyebrow,
After all, we were both present when Buckalew seized it and wrenched it
this second explosion was touched from her hand.
off." "Go there sit down," he told her,
"You don't believe in me, then?" pointing toward one of the least dam-
demanded Stover. aged chairs. "You might have shot
me just then."
BUCKALEW cocked his head, ap- Gerda sullenly obeyed, eyes flash-
parently trying to remember ing. Meanwhile Stover waited bale-
something. At last: fully for Amyas Crofts to explain.
"In an ancient but most readable "It's this girl," Crofts attempted at
work, called Alice in Wonderland, the last. "Gerda, she calls herself. She
heroine is addressed by a unicorn. came to my apartment, told me she
52 STARTLING STORIES
knew that I was crazy about Bee Mac- "Out," bade Stover, "or
Gowan, just the same as you are — you clear down
I'll
to the canal level."
drop
"Never mind who I'm crazy about," Crofts was gone, and Stover walked
snapped Stover, his blood seething. back to where Gerda sat.
"Your affairs, not mine, are being "Buckalew tells the truth. You
looked into. Gerda told you that. thought we'd be dead. Why did you
What next?" come here with Crofts?"
"She said that if I came here I'd see "Because I was paid to," she told
for myself that there was no more him with cheerful irony.
reason to think you'd stand in my way "You mean," prompted Stover, "that
with Bee. When I hesitated, she you were bringing him here so that
begged me to come. Said she'd come he could be framed with the crime?"
with me." "Or," put in Buckalew, "that he was
"He's lying," contributed Gerda the one who paid you, and you both
from where she sat under Buckalew's came to make sure we were dead?"
guard. "That would be telling," Gerda re-
Stover did not know which to be- plied to both questions. "Mr. Stover
lieve. He laid a big hard hand on already knows that I'm working for
Croft's shoulder. "I've got a mind to that mysterious blast-killer. I won't
knock your teeth out through the back deny it. But I'll deny other things.
of your neck," he said angrily. "So I'm a good servant." She gazed from
you busted in here without asking one to the other of them. "And those
permission." hard looks won't get you anywhere,
"Gerda said it was all right, that either. I know that Mr. Stover won't
you were expecting me," explained hurt me physically, and that he
Crofts, "and keep your hands to your- wouldn't let Mr. Buckalew try."
self. I'm not so sure you could knock Stover walked to a closet and
my teeth anywhere." opened it. There was barely room in-
"Gentlemen," interposed Buckalew side for a person to stand comfort-
smoothly, "you're clouding some ably. "We'll lock you up for long
rather important issues with these per- enough to think it over," he said.
sonalities. Dillon, I venture to say With a disdainful smile the girl
that one of these visitors, and perhaps sauntered across and into the narrow
both, thought to find us dead." prison. When he had latched the door,
Stover looked at Buckalew, who had
CROFTS'S white anger turned to followed him.
white panic. "Dead?" he repeat- "Well, Dillon?" prompted Bucka-
ed. "You think we were going to kill lew in a clear, carrying voice. "You
you?" realize that there is no ventilation in
"He's putting on an act," accused that closet?"
Gerda, and Buckalew waved {or her to There was plenty of ventilation, but
keep quiet. Stover took the cue.
Stover had cooled down a trifle, tell- "Of course not," he agreed. "I count
ing himself that the mere mention of on that to change her mind. She'll
rivalry over Bee MacGowan must not start to smother, and then she'll talk."
be enough to drive him so crazy with Gerda said something profane from
wrath. He saw that Crofts wore a inside the closet.
bracelet like his. This man, too, would "What if she lies?" asked Buckalew.
be kept in Pulambar by Congreve for "We'll shut her up again," said
possible further investigation. Let Stover.
him go, decided Stover, and keep an "Watch here," suggested Buckalew.
eye on him. make a tour of the rear rooms.
"I'll
"Get out," he told Crofts. We don't know yet what damage has
The other went to the door, then been done there."
paused. His eyes gleamed like fur- Stover nodded agreement, and sat
naces. "You're on your own ash-heap," down in the chair facing the closet
he said. "Some time we'll get to- door.
gether on equal ground." He had not long to wait. Gerda be-
DEVIL'S PLANET 53
gan to pound on the inside of the metal Buckalew reminded him gently, "and
panel. I meant it. Cover her over with this
"Well?" said Stover. cloak. Now, to look inside the closet."
"Let me out," she pleaded in a tense, They both did so. Stover saw things
muffled voice. that had become almost familiar —
"Ready to tell us what you know?" murk of pungent nitroglycerine vapor,
—
"No. I daren't. But there's some- a stain that would certainly prove to
thing in here with me!" be traces of synthetic rubber. He saw,
Stover laughed. "It's too dark for too, a small hole, a ventilator like the
you to see anything." one at Malbrook's, but in a corner of
—
"I felt a touch there it is again." He poked a finger into it.
the floor.
Her voice rose shrilly. "Stay away "What's below this place, Robert?"
from me, whatever you are, or I'll "Why, nothing. Or nearly nothing.
smash you!" This tower on a framework of steel
is
The door shook with a deafening girders, you know. Nothing below us
boom. for hundreds of yards except criss-
Even before Stover could unfasten crossed cables and iron bars."
knew what had happened
the latch, he Stover raced out onto the balcony.
inside. He flung open the door, and Amyas Crofts was not there, nor any
the body of Gerda pitched limply out moored flying vessel. Stover threw
into his arms. a leg over the barred railing.
"Here, Dillon," called Buckalew
anxiously. "What are you up to?"
CHAPTER XII "I'm going to have a look beneath
us," replied Stover. "If I can swing
Fight and Fall down below just a few feet, I can see
clear under from front to back."
"You think the murderer might be
STOOPING, Stover laid Gerda at down there?"
length upon the metal floor.
full "I do," said Stover, and swung his
Her eyes were shut, and her face com- other leg over. He was
clinging to the
pletely clear of all cunning and mock- railing with both hands, his toes find-
ing expressions, as if she realized that ing a ledge barely two inches wide.
such things would avail her no longer. He tried to keep his eyes and thoughts
She was bruised and the back of her from the abyss below. If he fell, he'd
skull was driven in, but there was bounce off the lower roof and drop
surprisingly little blood. into a deep of two miles and more to
"A small explosion," said Stover the canal level.
aloud. "First that shattering one at "Let me go down," offered Bucka-
Malbrook's, then a lesser one in this lew. "You'd better not risk it, Dillon.
parlor, and now one quite light in the Ticklish work, climbing around."
closet. Robert, come here!" Buckalew should have known that
"I am here," said his friend behind such talk would force him to the try,
him. "This is a bad mess, Dillon. I reflected Stover. Perhaps Buckalew
suppose you realize that there would did know. The young man's tempera-
be very little chance of clearing your- ment would never let him pause now.
self now that someone else has been Grasping the rail in both hands, he
—
killed in your presence and a police lowered himself a trifle, one foot ex-
spy at that." tended to grope for another toehold.
"Did I tell you she was a police spy, "If you insist," Buckalew added,
or do you know that as a man-about- "I can help you."
Pulambar?" demanded Stover. Then, He ran back into the parlor, and
without waiting for a reply "All I can
: brought out a long dark cord of
say is that I'm innocent." velvet fabric. "This was used to bind
"And all I can say is that I know the drapes at the windows," he said.
you are," Buckalew assured him. "It's strong enough to bear your
"How do you know?" weight on Mars. Take hold, I'll lower
"I said once that I'd believe in you," you."
54 STARTLING STORIES
Stover had to accept. Indeed, he parently it could be seen and breathed
could not go down without such help. through from within. One hand poked
He gripped the soft, tough cord, and from under the robes, heavily gloved.
Buckalew began to pay it out. That hand pointed a pistol-form ray
A dozen feet or so Stover descended thrower straight at the pit of Stover's
like a bucket into a well. There was stomach.
nothing below save the thin air of "Stand right there," repeated that
Mars, nothing to cling to save this genderless whisper. "You have poked
velvet line held above by one he was too close to an awkward truth, Dillon
not sure he could trust. Then he was Stover. Which death do you choose,
below the floor-plane of the apart- the hard one or the easy?"
ment, looking into an openwork mass The mention of death did not
of structural metal. frighten Stover. Aside from the fact
He swung inward, catching a girder that he had considerable personal
in one hand. courage, he had been in too much dan-
"Slack off a little," he called up to ger for the past sixty hours to be
Buckalew. "I'm all right. Make the much shaken now. But he recognized
rope fast so that I can swarm up that his chance of escape and pursuit
again." of his quest had grown slim and fee-
Like a sailor among rigging, Stover ble. He stood still, tense, watchful,
worked his way in among the struts, wondering if his already overworked
beams and cross-pieces. He found luck would provide him with one
footing upon a horizontal girder, less more straw at which he, a drowning
than ten inches across. A higher and man, might clutch.
smaller bar of metal served as a sort "The hard death," he said, "because
of hand-rail. He moved in gingerly it will involve you."
fashion to a point beneath the closet
where Gerda had been overtaken by
death.
THE robed one moved
Stover heard the clang
a step closer.
of heavy
"Hello !" he exclaimed, though he metal soles. This person was standing
did not think of anyone hearing him. upon stiltlike devices to lend false
"Here's something caught just inside. height.
A of—"
bit "Think what you say," came the
With the forefinger of his free hand whisper. "Youare asking me to burn
he dug it out of the ventilator open- you in two with this ray. Better a
ing. It was a bit of elascoid, thin as simple plunge down with quick obliv-
silk and flexible and stretchy as the ion at the end."
finest rubber. The form of it was tu- "Not a bit of it," flung back Stover.
bular. It was the size of his forefinger "I'm here on Mars for a specific pur-
and the length of that forefinger's two pose. Two specific purposes. Primar-
upper joints. He sniffed at it and in- ily, to bringwater back and touch
haled a pungency like that of the ex- this poor dried-out world into some-
plosive reek. But how could such a thing like life again. That brought
limp fragment be a weapon? me to Mars, and it's a thing I won't
He tucked it into a pocket of the let go of easily. Secondarily," and
stolen tunic he still wore, preparatory Stover's voice grew fierce, "there's
to turning carefully around to retrace the job of bringing you to justice.
his steps along the girder. It'll be done."
"Stand right there," came a pene- "It will not be done," came the
trating whisper. sneering denial. "You die, here and
Stover finished the turn, and looked now. If I burn you with the ray —
back the way he had come. "If you do," finished Stover for his
Upon the girder, not five feet away, threatener, "my body will drop down
stood a figure as tall as he, but as and be found below by the police. I'll
vaguely draped as a ghost in a volumi- be set down as a murder victim. Un-
nous mantle of neutral gray. Over derstand? It'll be a clue against you,
the head was a loosely folded veil, whoever you are hiding in that fake-
with no holes for eyes or nose. Ap- melodrama robe. You'll be just a little
DEVIL'S PLANET 55
charged —"
"How did you know that?" AGAIN Sharp shook his head.
—
I
TARI1ISHED
UTOPIA
A Sensational Complete
Boole-Length Novel
By
MALCOLM JAMESON
COMING IN THE NEXT ISSUE
the Zaarr, where all guests are re- informed him. "When were you given
quired to register. Why did I come? this job?"
To settle accounts. That handles "Today about noon." Sharp gulped
everything you're thinking to ask me. and his voice trembled. "I came to
Now I'll do the questioning." Pulambar a week ago, hoping to make
"You've got the guns," snarled a connection —a space-job."
Sharp. "Ask me whatever you want Stover nodded. He knew how dis-
heading for the stairway. Stover fol- about this murder as you are, Stover."
lowed him. Their heads rose into "Not to the police yet," interposed
view of the upper balcony. Fielding Sharp. "I've got a bad record. But
stood there, elbows on the railing, maybe, if I showed up when the time
looking moodily skyward. At that was right, with evidence I could
very moment, an air-taxi curved in give—"
and hovered. Fielding seemed to understand.
"Is that you, Dillon?" asked a voice "And I'm to give you a hiding place,
from inside. Buckalew! eh?" he suggested. "Well, maybe it's
DEVIL'S PLANET 63
my duty. Come over to the other end thought and diagnosed not at all. He
of the balcony, my flyer's there. You threw off the safety strap and hurled
can come, too, Stover." himself out of his seat on the co-pilot's
They entered the car. It was a bench, and flat on the floor so that the
luxurious one, softly and richly cush- metal bench was between him and
ioned, most of its hull glassed in. whatever was lurking in the cabin.
Fielding took the pilot's seat, a high- "Fielding!" he yelled as he hit the
backed metal construction to which, floor. "Sharp! Danger— someone in
as regulations in Pulambar ruled, a here with us."
Fielding, too, glanced back. His
parachute was fastened. He buckled
the safety belt across his middle and face writhed.
took the controls. "You saw— that—" he was trying to
"Sit here next to me, Stover," he form something. His hands fumbled
commanded. "Sharp, make yourself strangely at the controls.
comfortable in the rear. I can trust An explosion tore their vehicle to
Stover's hearing sense, even
you better than Stover. You're only bits.
knocked at adoor that forthwith blew when the guilt was fixed. M
off in his very face. "Yes, fixed on an innocent man,
decided Stover wrathfully. "Then,
with the police away, the hole could
HE TURNED on the radium torch
he had bought. That same door be opened and whatever's inside taken
out."
was partially repaired now, rehinged beam of his ray until
and fastened to the jamb with a great
He cut the it
"You know whom it was written by. and Congreve unwittingly answered
They just fished him out of the water." the question for him.
The grin vanished. "What was left of "Fielding has found the will of
him and Brome Fielding's flying car." Mace Malbrook in a safe at the office
they both shared. Since everybody
SHARP! It had been Captain here is mixed up in the murder some-
Sharp, then, who had brought his how, I want you to sit in on the hear-
—
grandfather to death and at the or- ing of it. We'll pick up Amyas Crofts
ders of Mace Malbrook. Congreve and go right now."
saw knowledge dawn in Stover's face,
and chuckled. The police head plainly
enjoyed a dramatic situation. CHAPTER XVIII
"You want to make a statement and
save everybody trouble?" he said. "Let The Testament of Mace Malbrook
me help you. Sharp was hired to kill
your grandfather. You met him at the
Zaarr. You quarreled. Later
— THEdim
room was dim they entered
as
"You're crazy!" exploded Stover. it,and with
quiet, chairs for
"I'd have gladly killed both Malbrook all and a blank televiso screen against
and Sharp if I'd known they were the rearmost wall. Two
figures sat in
guilty of murdering my grandfather. a corner behind some radio apparatus
He was an asset to the universe, while with a projector attached. One of
they were liabilities. But I didn't these stood up and spoke. It was
know, and someone else killed them." Brome Fielding.
Reynardine Phogor spoke up hur- "Phogor and Reynardine," said
riedly. Fielding, "take these two chairs in the
"I can vouch for Mr. Stover. He center. Buckalew, sit just behind
has been with me almost all evening Miss Reynardine. Congreve, you're
since leaving the Zaarr." here to investigate and protect. Maybe
Phogor and Buckalew stared at the you'd like to sit next to the door,
girl. Stover laughed. where you can keep an eye on every-
"Well tried, Miss Reyardine," he body? Mr. Crofts, you may take the
jibed. "You want Congreve to leave chair on the other side of the door.
me here with you, so that you can find Mr. Stover," and Fielding's voice be-
out what else I know about this case, came an unpleasant growl, "I suppose
at pistol-point, eh?" He addressed the you're to be congratulated from es-
officer again. "If you please, Con- caping from that wreck."
greve." "You didn't expect me to live
He was about to offer Congreve all through it?"
the bits of evidence he had collected "As a matter of fact, I rather did,
surmises, secrets, brief glimpses, the It was myself that surprised me by
bit of elascoid fabric, everything. But surviving. Thank all the gods of all
Congreve was so intent on something the planets for that automatic para-
he had to say that he took no notice. chute."
"Since Stover won't make an admis- "You two are talking in riddles,"
sion, it remains to convict him. He is said Congreve coldly. "Better tell me
right in making a last-ditch stand of the answers."
this. Someone may bob up yet as the "I'll explain fully when we've had
guilty one. But I want all concerned the will," promised Fielding. "Prob-
to come along with me." ably you'll be glad to hear the whole
"Come where?" asked Buckalew. truth about that accident which you
"To Brome Fielding's quarters." tell me finished poor Sharp. Sit next
"Brome Fielding's!" cried Stover, to me, Stover."
his voice shaking in spite of himself. "Why next to you?" asked Stover.
"Is he—" "Because I don't trust you. I want
He had almost asked if Brome Field- to keep watch over you."
ing had survived that plunge out of "Isn't Congreve here to do the
the wrecked car. He broke off in time, watching?" mocked Stover.
70 STARTLING STORIES
Amyas Crofts said: "Put Stover ings and controls can be ascertained by
next to me, and turn off the lights. consulting the public records of the
Once he threatened me." community of Pulambar. I make this
Stover looked at Fielding, then at statement at this time, recognizing
the silent, hulking figure that sat half- that I may possibly come to my death
hidden behind the radio machinery. at the hands of one Dillon Stover."
"My bodyguard," volunteered Field- Stover heard a sigh from someone,
ing, as he saw the direction of Stover's perhaps Reynardine Phogor. He
glance. "I hired him at once when I divined, rather than saw or heard, a
heard that you were still alive." leaning forward of Cohgreve. In the
"Not very complimentary to the mind of the police head, Stover's guilt
police," rejoined Stover. "Well, if was again confirmed, though probably
he's an honest bruiser, let him sit be- Malbrook had said what he had said
tween us. I don't think I trust you, simply in looking forward to a duel.
either." Again the voice of the dead man
Fielding was silent for a moment. "In the event of my death, I request
Then "Not a bad idea. Lubbock, will
: that this recording be properly ob-
you trade chairs with me and keep served by my two heirs-at-law, Brome
watch over Mr. Stover? If he acts Fielding and Reynardine Phogor; and
strangely at all, you will know what they be accompanied by reputable and
to do." responsible witnesses."
The bodyguard made no reply, nor That was the usual introduction
did he move until Fielding put a hand to a will so recorded. The image of
on his shoulder. Then his great hulk Malbrook sipped from the glass, and
shifted smoothly to the chair nearest the voice added
Stover. Fielding switched off the "I hearby make definite statement
last dim light, and they heard him that,although each of these two heirs
fumbling with the controls of his expects to receive at my death the
machinery. overwhelming bulk of my holdings
"This is a televiso representation, and interests, I am obliged to neglect
with transcribed sound track," he an- one of them in order to treat the other
nounced in the gloom. "It depicts the as I consider deserved. I now make
verbal making of the last will and test- my formal bequests and decrees. First
ament of my partner, the late Mace That all my debts be paid, and a fu-
Malbrook." neral service be conducted for me in a
A click, and the screen lighted up. manner befitting one of my standing
—
They all saw the image of Mace Mal- and reputation. Second
brook, in full color. He sat beside a A break in the speech. The figure
table on which was placed a micro- of Malbrook rose from its seat, as if to
phone to pick up his voice. In one lend emphasis to what would follow.
hand he held a glass that seemed to be "Second," came words in a louder
full of guiL A powerful drink, and sterner voice, "I direct that my
thought Stover, to be sipped while former partner, Brome Fielding, be
he recorded an important legal docu- arrested, and charged with my wilful
ment. murder for his own selfish profit!"
Malbrook's pictured face looked Loud, raucous confusion. With a
pale and sardonic, and his mouth was loud buzz and snap, the radio
set in the tightest of smiles. mechanism shut off and the screen
"My name," came his formal voice, darkened. But the voice of Dillon
"is Mace Malbrook. The date, Earth Stover rang on the air that still
time, is May eighteenth, twenty-nine vibrated with the accusation.
hundred and thirty-six." "Let nobody move!"
"May eighteenth!" breathed Stover. Stover was on his feet, near the
It was the day on which he had come door where sat Congreve and Amyas
to Mars, the day before the night in Crofts. He flashed on his radium
which Mace Malbrook had died. Mal- torch, which he had never put aside
brook's voice went on: since his adventure at Malbrook's, and
"The extent of my property hold- it filled the room with brightness.
DEVIL'S PLANET 71
It showed all the others risen, all but shouted him down. "That pilot's seat
the mantled bodyguard Fielding had was the possible protection,
best
called Lubbock. Fielding himself Fielding. It had a high metal back
had moved back from the radio con- to fend off a blast. The blast itself
trols, toward a blank-seeming wall. kicked you loose, seat and all, and the
"Don't try to duck through any parachute let you down. I escaped
hidden panel, Fielding," warned by chance and desperation and the
Stover, and his free hand whipped luck that wouldn't let a swine like you
out his ray thrower. "Someone turn get away with this dirty string of
on the room lights Thanks, Con-
. . . murders! And there was another
greve. Now, while Fielding is still figure in the car with us."
pulling himself together, let me say "You mean Sharp?" put in Con-
that I pulled a trick to get this case greve who has been trying to edge in a
out in the open, and it's succeeded. word for some time.
I added my voice to that of Malbrook. "No, not Sharp. Someone some- —
Fielding murdered his partner and thing else."
the others, for the reason you have "Preposterous !" snorted Fielding.
just heard. He wanted all of Mal- Stover turned back to him. "Get
brook's holdings for himself. And he back a little, Fielding. I want to look
tried to lay the blame on me." at this bodyguard of yours, the fel-
"Mr. Stover
—" began Congreve low you said you'd hired to protect
angrily. you from me? Why is he so silent?
"Don't interfere now," spoke up Why doesn't he get out of the chair?"
Buckalew suddenly and clearly. "I When Fielding refused to move,
respect the law, but not all the de- Stover pushed him violently aside.
cisions of all its representatives. "Look!" he cried to the others.
Stover must be allowed to finish." They looked.
"That's no bodyguard," said Con-
small pump
or a tank of compressed friend," he warned. "That would dis-
air, itbecomes a shape that scares the pose of all of us. But I'll take the
victim, makes him strike or shoot risk, ifyou force me."
and brings about his own death." "By your actions you are confess-
"You're crazy as well as criminal," ing, Fielding," said Congreve sharply.
raged Fielding. "You can't prove that "Yes, and I'm escaping," snarled
fantastic theory." Fielding. "A few more deaths won't
"But I can," said Stover. "You make my punishment any tougher."
seemed to be in the clear at Mal- "Not after the people you've al-
brook's because I knocked you down ready killed," agreed Stover. "Better
before the explosion. But you'd just grab him, Congreve, before he cracks."
finished inflating the elascoid balloon "How far do you expect to get,
that looked like me. Inside the room, Fielding?" demanded Congreve.
Malbrook saw it and fired. It finished "You'll never know. I know Pulam-
him and poor Prraal." bar —hidings, strongholds, disguises.
From his pocket he drew out a Stand still, all of you. There's a hid-
shred of elascoid, the bit he had sal- den panel, as Stover surmised. If
vaged from the ventilator of the you move before I get through I'll ex-
closet where Gerda had died. "Take plode my elascoid friend."
charge of this, Congreve. It's Exhibit Putting a hand behind him, he
A, a piece of such a figure. I'll ex- pressed a stud on the wall. A dark
plain more fully in a moment." section slid away, revealing a rectan-
Again he turned on Fielding. "Most gle of darkness.
of the fabric of those dummies can "Good-by," he taunted them. "Here,
—
be traced as stains little smears left now you may have the evidence Mr.
by the violence of the explosion. And Stover so cunningly puzzled out."
we can examine this one which is still And he hurled the inflated figure
intact. Fielding, you long envied across the room.
Malbrook his half of the great enter- Strover realized later that what fol-
prises you ran together. You long lowed had been packed into a very
planned this sort of murder had — brief interval. It was only that his
elascoid dummies ready to finish him mind was working at rocket-ship
and any others you might need to kill. speed, outrunning his muscles and re-
"When Malbrook decided to fight actions, that made everything seem to
a duel with me, you struck, figuring transpire in slow-mation.
I would be found guilty. But you He sprang to catch the elascoid
struck too late. For one thing, you dummy. It was in his thoughts that
found out what Malbrook's will pro- if someone should die to save the oth-
vided. That was why you wanted to ers it might as well be himself who
marry Reynardine Phogor. When she took the explosion against his big
refused you, you faked the will. Con- body. But somebody else moved more
greve brought us all in to hear it. swiftly.
And you prepared a specimen of your Buckalew!
elascoid-and-nitroglycerin handiwork From the side of the room, Bucka-
to kill us all if anything went wrong. lew leaped at an angle. He caught the
Instead of which, it's going to con- thing in his arms, and rushed it into
vict you! the secret passageway by which
"You have proved your point," Fielding was trying to escape. At that
snarled Fielding without further sub- instant, the blast came.
terfuge. Reynardine Phogor screamed, her
stepfather caught and steadied her.
FIELDING was backing toward Stover and Congreve recovered from
the far wall, and in front of him the blast of air and pushed their way
he held the elascoid dummy, divested through the gaping, smoke-filled
of its robe. Buckalew, Stover and panel.
Congreve pointed their weapons, and The passageway was bulged as to
Fielding only laughed. walls and ceiling, but had not sprung
"You daren't shoot at my elascoid apart anywhere. Stover stumbled
74 STARTLING STORIES
over the prostrate form of Buckalew, —your agility amazes me. I've lived
and recovered in time to keep from intimately with you, and I never
stepping upon the manifestly dead dreamed you had an artificial leg."
body of Fielding. Of the dummy re- "Listen, Dillon," said Buckalew in
mained only another of the elascoid the saddest accents Stover had ever
stains. heard him use, "I talked Congreve
Stover felt heart-sick as he drew into going out so I could tell you
back from Fielding's corpse. Then he something that only your grandfather
heard Buckalew speak. and Malbrook and Fielding knew. I've
"I'm all right, Dillon." tried to keep it from you, but you are
As he spoke, Buckalew struggled the one person really entitled to know
into a sitting posture. His clothes — and, besides, I need your help now."
were in rags, but he smiled cheerfully. "Of course, and you shall have it!"
"All right?" repeated Congreve, cried Stover vehemently. "I owe you
fumbling around in the passageway. a lot— including my life. Are you
"All right when that nitroglycerin sure you aren't injured elsewhere,
blew a leg off of you?" Robert! Perhaps internally?"
"Only on the surface, Dillon," said
HE POINTED
foot,
to where it
knee and part of the thigh,
lay, Buckalew, smiling faintly.
don't yet understand. How can a
"You
—
in a corner. Stover stared miserably. thing with an artificial body be in-
But Buckalew laughed. He drew up jured?"
the knee he had left, and clasped his "But you what?" exclaimed
arms around it. Stover, his blue eyes widening in a
"It's not as bad as it looks," he told startled way as he gazed at the face
Congreve gently. "Pick it up and see." of the speaker. "What did you say?"
The police investigator did so, gin- "I have more than one artificial leg,
gerly. He uttered a startled exclama- Dillon. I'm a fake through and
tion as he dropped the leg in surprise. —
through legs, arms, body and head,
The limb fell with a metallic clank. I am made of metal covered with syn-
"Artificial!" he snorted, as though thetic rubber flesh. I am the last robot
this were a prank played deliberately your grandfather made. That's why
on him. "What next in this space- he gave me the name of Robert."
dizzy case? An artificial leg on a
man."
"In a manner of speaking," agreed CHAPTER XX
the victim of the accident. "Stover
can help me, Congreve. My
leg can Table for Three
be repaired. Don't you think you had
better call the coroner for Fielding
and then see about releasing Bee Mac-
Gowan right away so she can get in
AGAIN they sat at the Zaarr—
Stover, Bee, and Buckalew. It
touch with my young friend here?" was the same table from which Stover
Congreve glanced from one to the had once risen hotly to smash Mal-
other and then took a swift look at the brook's sneering face.
body of Brome Fielding. "Yeah," he "Somehow," Stover was saying,
said a bit sourly. And he stalked out, "I'm not as shocked as I should be,
herding the incoming group back out Buckalew. I think I knew that you
ahead of him. were a robot all along."
Dillon Stover knelt anxiously be- He gestured at the food and drink
side his injured friend. For a few served for only two. "This, subcon-
moments the two were alone with sciously, was my first clue. Your's
only the dead Fielding for company. isn't a normal body, or you'd have to
"Robert," said Stover, marveling, nourish it at times. And then your
"you shouldn't have taken such a eternal youth; you knew my grand-
—
chance with a a game leg. I was father intimately, and you're not a
going to try to capture that dummy day older now than then. Again,
and prevent an explosion. And your when that explosion happened at our
DEVIL'S PLANET 75
lodgings, you threw yourself in its continued. "You didn't fear a shot
way and saved me." from Gerda's pistol. You had no
"You gave credit for that rescue to sense of dizziness when you climbed
the poor robot servitor," reminded down those girders after me; and
Buckalew. your body, smaller than mine, was yet
"At first I did. But when you sighed heavy enough to pull mine up by the
over 'A robot saved you/ you almost counter-balance of its weight. And
gave it away again. Your body, more — well, won't you tell us the whole
solidly and strongly made than the story now?"
metal servitor, kept my beef and "Very briefly." Buckalew toyed
bones from being de-atomized. And with the wine glass from which he
you didn't pass out on me, but calmly never drank. "I was made, Dillon, by
changed clothes." your grandfather when he was a
"Not vanity on my part," Buckalew young man like yourself, studying
assured him. "Without clothes I'm here. Malbrook's grandfather had en-
pretty evidently an artificial figure. gaged him to experiment in robot en-
And so I had to think of dressing be- gineering, and I was the finest ex-
fore I dared awaken you. I dare say ample of his work. At first your
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murmured "but almost. God said,
tations of Jupiter's moons in 1676 when
aloud,
'Let there be light'— at the rate of one
he noticed that the time of their eclipses
varied from schedule. hundred eight-six thousand, six hundred
It was here that the great idea came to
miles per second."
late
re-
« l0 °my day
the laboratory, seeking
out some of the obscure salts
In a porcelain crucible
of sodium
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prism glass. sodium leaped into fiery flame. Then the
When he returned, Bunsen had already focusing of the prism glass. An adjust-
darkened the room and was preparing an- —
ment or two and behold! On the wall
other compound of sodium. Hastily they beyond them had spread the familiar fan
made their arrangements. They were go- of the magic spectrum of colors belonging
to the sun.
A slot instead of a hole! A
camera!
And lines—lines of the telltale spectrum
in the proper pattern. A
miracle had taken
place under their eyes. A
common medium
had been found to read the story of the
sun.
"Kirchoff, my friend, there is sodium in
the sun!" shouted Bunsen.
"Let us try another inflammable metal,"
said the practical and methodical Kir-
choff.
—
They did and the mystery of the sun
and of the stars was no longer a mystery.
The spectrum had at last yielded up its
secret. There were long days of research
ahead, but the last great hurdle had been
taken. The spectroscope, that Rosetta
Stone of the stars, had been fully born.
Only a matter of time remained to prove
irrefutably that the sun and the farthest
star visible were composed of all or parts
of the ninety-two fundamental elements
as worked out through another venerable
branch of science and finally tabulated by
Henry Moseley.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star," para-
phrased Kirchoff happily. "Now we'll know
Gustav RoDert i\ircnc just what you are. What do you think,
Professor Bunsen?"
ing to attempt to pass a ray of sodium fire "I think," said the great chemistry pro-
through the prism! fessor, nervously wiping his perspiring
In a few minutes all was in readiness. brow, "that we should go down^ to the
With bated breath they watched while the tavern and drink a glass of beer."
"Here, Fidol"
'Here, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!" urged Johnson
hopefully.
"Good! I wish the fool joy of his The spinie made a low, tremulous
job." sound deep in his throat. It was a
"So do gritted Pelham.
I," sound of pleasure. Evidently this
He stalked out as Benson, still leer- strange monstrosity before him, hav-
ing, slid underneath the sleigh. ing gone insane, intended to feed him
these bits of concentrated succulence
THE commander's description
spinyback was concise and accu-
of a forever. He snatched and was back
as quickly as the first time. But, since
rate, but it left out several interest- Olaf had held on firmly this time, the
ing details. For one thing, a spiny- spinie almost bagged half a finger as
back has a long, mobile snout, two well.
large ears that wave back and forth Olaf's yell lacked a bit of the non-
gently, and two emotional purple eyes. chalance necessary at such times.
The males have pliable spines of a Nevertheless, a bite that can be felt
deep crimson color along the back- through thick gloves is a bite!
bone that seem to delight the female He advanced boldly upon the spinie.
of the species. Combine these with a There are some things that stir the
scaly, muscular tail and a brain by no Johnson blood and bring up the an-
means mediocre, and you have a spiny- cient spirit of the Vikings. Having
CHRISTMAS ON GANYMEDE 87
The sleigh dashed forward and he The sleigh kicked, bucked and did a
caught himself from going backward, hysterical tango. It made sudden
over and out of the sleigh, by two- spurts, as if inspired to dash its
thirds of a whisker. He held onto the wooden brains out against Ganymede's
sides thereafter, watching the sur- crust. Meanwhile Olaf prayed, swore,
rounding hills as they rose and fell wept and jiggled all the compressed
with each lurch of the unsteady sleigh. air jets at once.
As the wind rose, the undulations Ganymede whirled and Jupiter was
grew more marked. And when Jupi- a wild blur. Perhaps it was the spec-
ter came up, its yellow light brought tacle of Jupiter doing the shimmy that
out every jag and crag of the rocky steadied the spinies. More likely it
ground, toward every one of which, was the fact that they just didn't give
in the sleigh seemed headed.
turn, a hang any more. Whatever it was,
And by the time the giant planet had they halted, made lofty farewell
shoved completely over the horizon, speeches to one another, confessed
the curse of drink —which departs their sins and waited for death.
from the Ganymedan organism just as The sleigh steadied and Olaf re-
—
quickly as it descends began remov- sumed his breathing once more. Only
ing itself from the spinies. to stop again as he viewed the curious
The hindmost spinie came out of it spectacle of hills and solid ground
first, tasted the inside of his mouth, up above, and black sky and swollen
winced and swore off drink. Having Jupiter down below.
made that resolution, he took in his It was at this point that he, too,
immediate surroundings languidly. made his peace with the eternal and
They made no immediate impression awaited the end.
on him. Only gradually was the fact
forced upon him that his footing, £ £ ^^SSIE" short for ostrich, and
is
Naturally, since the vehicle was bot- the last globe, they had kept their
tom-heavy due to the metal gravo- silence and their seats. But when
repulsor beneath, it righted itself as he had finished, the air heaved and
it fell. writhed under the stresses of the dis-
But this was little comfort to Com- cordant screeches that arose. In half
mander Pelham, who found himself a second the hand of each Ossie con-
once more in the direct path of the tained a globe.
sleigh. They chattered among themselves
"Down!" he yelled, and dropped furiously, handling the globes care-
again. fully and hugging them close to their
The sleigh whi-i-ished overhead, chests. Then they compared one with
came up against a huge boulder with another, flocking about to gaze at
a crack, bounced twenty-five feet into particularly good ones.
the air, came down with a rush and a
bang, and Olaf fell over the railing
and out.
THE frowziest Ossie
Pelham and plucked
approached
at thecom-
Santa Claus had arrived. mander's sleeve. "Sannycaws good,"
With a deep, shuddering breath, he cackled. Look, he leave eggs!"
Olaf swung his bag over his shoulders, He stared reverently at his sphere and
adjusted his beard and patted one of said :"Pittier'n Ossie eggs. Must be
the silently suffering spinies on the Sannycaws eggs, huh?"
head. Death might be coming in — His skinny finger punched Pelham
fact, Olaf could hardly wait—but he in the stomach.
was going to die on his feet nobly, "No!" yowled Pelham vehemently.
like a Johnson. "Hell, no!"
Inside the shack, into which the But the Ossie wasn't listening. He
Ossies had once more swarmed, a plunged the globe deep into the
thump announced the arrival of San- warmth of his feathers and said
ta's bag on the roof, and a second "Pitty colors. How long take for
thud the arrival of Santa himself. A little Sannycaws come out? And
ghastly face appeared through the what Sannycaws eat?" He looked
little
makeshift hole in the ceiling. up. "We take good care. We teach
"Merry Christmas!" it croaked, and little Sannycaws, make him smart and
tumbled through. full of brain like Ossie."
Olaf landed on his oxygen cylin- Pierce grabbed Commander Pel-
ders, as usual, and got them in the ham's arm.
usual place. "Don't argue with them," he whis-
The Ossies jumped up and down pered frantically. "What do you care
like rubber balls with the itch. if they think those are Santa Claus
Olaf limped heavily toward the first eggs? Come on! If we work like
stocking and deposited the garishly maniacs, we can still make the quota.
colored sphere he withdrew from his Let's get started."
bag, one of the many that had origi- "That's right," Pelham admitted.
nally been intended as a Christmas He turned to the Ossie. "Tell every-
tree ornament. One by one he depos- one to get going." He spoke clearly
ited the rest in every available stock- and loudly. "Work now. Do you
ing. understand? Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Having completed his job, he drop- Come on!"
ped into an exhausted squat, from He motioned with his arms. But
which position he watched subsequent the frowzy Ossie had come to a sud-
proceedings with a glazed and fishy den halt. He said slowly
eye. The jolliness and belly-shaking "We work, but Johnson say Kiss-
good humor, traditionally character- mess come ewy year."
istic of Santa Claus, were absent from "Isn't one Christmas enough for
this one with remarkable thorough- you?" Pelham rasped.
ness. "No!" squawked the Ossie. "We
The Ossies made up for it by their want Sannycaws next year. Get more
wild ecstasy. Until Olaf had deposited eggs. And next year more eggs. And
92 STARTLING STORIES
next year. And next year, And next want Santa Claus to come every
year. More eggs. MoreSanny-
little week."
caws eggs. If Sannycaws not come, "Every week!" Pelham gulped.
we not work." "Johnson told them—"
"That's a long time off," said Pel- For a moment everything turned
ham. "We'll talk about it then. By sparkling somersaults before his eyes.
that time I'll either have gone com- He choked, and automatically his eye
pletely crazy, or you'll have forgotten sought Olaf.
all about it."
Olaf turned cold to the marrow of
Pierce opened his mouth, closed it, his bones and rose to his feet appre-
opened his mouth, closed it, opened hensively, sidling toward the door.
it, and finally managed
to speak. There he stopped as a sudden recollec-
"Commander, they want him to tion of tradition hit him. Beard
come every year." a-dangle, he croaked:
"I know. They won't remember by
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all
next year, though." a good night!"
"But you don't get it. A year. to He made for the sleigh as
them is one Ganymedan revolution if all the
imps of Hades were after him. The
around Jupiter. In Earth time, that's imps weren't, but Commander Scott
seven days and three hours. They Pelham was.
CAPTAIN FUTURE
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THE CYCLOTRON
Editor, SCIENCE QUESTION BOX:
Just wha.t, really,
phis, Tenn.
is the cyclotron and how can it be put to practical use? — K. J., Mem-
The discovery of the cyclotron, popularly from 197.2 to 207.2. The philosopher's stone,
called the "atom-smasher," was one of the
outstanding events of 1939. Simply, it amounts
—
at last but at a terrible expense and expen-
diture of power.
to the splitting up of the three heaviest ele- The question whether the atomic energy
ments — uranium, protoactinium and thorium set free by fission can be made available for
— into two lighter elements as a result of
neutron impact.
mankind has yet to be solved. If and when
Subsequently, it was learned this problem is answered, man will enter upon
that the "fission" of thorium and uranium can a new era of atomic power. Then the dreams
be brought about by deuteron impact and by of driving a super liner across the ocean and
gamma rays. In other words, an element back on the energy contained in a lump of
such as uranium can* be turned into a dif- coal the size of a pea, and the hope of driv-
ferent element by the subtraction or addition ing a space ship across the airless void, and
of a certain number of neutrons or protons. thousands of other as yet unthought of ex-
By some such method lead could be turned ploits will become ordinary news items in
into gold by the increase of atomic weight your daily paper.
BLOOD BANK
Editor, SCIENCE QUESTION BOX:
What is —
new typeless blood bank? W.McG., New Bedford, Mass.
the
Doubtless you are thinking of the new can be mixed with a saline solution and in-
method of removing the blood plasma from jected on the spot.
the blood, as blood banks are not new. The The medical corps of several warring na-
process of isolating the plasma has both ad- tions are experimenting with supplying
vantages and disadvantages, the principal ad- plasma in ampoules for emergency use on
vantage being that this obviates the question the battlefield.
of type of blood and can be stored more Several pharmaceutical firms have already
easily. In many cases where a direct blood undertaken to supply dried plasma which is
transfusion without special need for the less bulky than blood and in less danger of
haemoglobin or blood cells is indicated, plasma decomposition.
You propound a theoretical question the However, Dr. Millikan has advanced the
exact answer to which nobody knows at this
time and which would require several pages
— —
theory that matter light heat and energy
being considered as forms of matter, goes
to discuss. Briefly, the present tenable theory through a pulsating cycle somewhere in the
is that this is an expanding universe, expend- universe, re-issuing as vital energy in the
ing heat and energy. form of the inexplainable cosmic rays. If this
. after eons, there is no change, there will theory is tenable, it makes little difference
certainly be a dead universe with a heat con- whether we live in a contrasting or an ex-
stant of 273 degrees below zero, or absolute panding universe; the cycle would seem to
zero, centigrade. be unending.
OIE SHORTAGE?
Editor, SCIENCE QUESTION BOX:
Is the United States in danger of an oil shortage ?- -H.G.L., Paterson, N. J.
Your query is possibly prompted by the of oil sand, etc- -to increase our recoverable
East Coast gasoline and fuel oil rationing. reserves.
This, as you may know, is due to the lack of A new revolutionary method that will dou-
facilities to handle oil shipments because of ble our reserves is being tried. This is known
the diversion of oil tankers into war service. as horizontal drilling.
Scientifically, the answer is no. Our present Perfected by Leo Ranney, horizontal drill-
recoverable supply of oil is about twenty bil- ing has already proved successful in develop-
lion barrels of petroleum. ing great quantities of water. If it works as
On the average, an oil field stops produc- well for oil. our recoverable oil reserves will
ing when only a third of its oil is extracted. amount to forty billion barrels, or enough to
—
Various methods are being used boosting by
use of natural gas, increasing the porosity
let us forget about gasless Sundays for a
long time.
Address Your Questions to SCIENCE QUESTION BOX, STARTLING STORIES
New York City
10 East 40th Street,
93
I REMEMBER
to this day.
Wendelin's words vividly
had been trying my best
I
only girl in the world," I replied, "could
die quite as devotedly for any other girl
to get him to come out to spend an evening of her particular type. And yet a young
in the society of young people. He sat fellow like you goes moping because three
with his head bent over a blue-covered years ago your fiancee was killed in an
book, and paid no attention to me. Sud- unfortunate accident."
denly he slammed the book face down on "You mean well, Bill," he said in a low
the table and wheeled around. voice. "You may possibly even be cor-
"You mean a man is in love, not with rect about your types. But not for me."
a particular girl but with a type?" he de- He stopped a moment and looked at me
manded. gravely. "There isn't a girl in this world
I nodded. that I could loveT
"All these feljows who would die for the I didn't pay any attention to that at
94
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for Scientifiction's Hall of Fame!
the time. It sounded same thing
like the from some fragment or colony of this civil-
that any man wouldsay under the cir- ization that somehow got across to Eur-
cumstances. I kept on trying to persuade asia."
him to go out for the evening with me. "But how do you reconcile dates?" I
It was only later that memory brought asked. "The Moon got loose between a
his words back to me. quarter and a half million years ago. The
Fate has a way of astonishing us with human race has not existed that long."
things which she has plainly prophesied "On the contrary, there are indications
to us long before. When the time came that the human race has existed that long.
and Wendelin married a girl who was not There is evidence among the findings of
of this world, nor even of this time, his Pacific explorers that, at a time when we
words came back to me vividly. Just commonly think man was an ape-like brute,
then, I was intent on getting him to sally he was at least as highly civilized as we
forth with me. are now. Some of the ancient philosophy
Wendelin looked stolid, but he was of India looks very similar to the Einstein
clever. With his fair hair rumpled, the stuff that you are so much concerned in
huge mountain of him slouched in his chair, teaching your students."
he looked formidable physically, but cer- I stared at him incredulously.
tainly not intellectually. Yet here is what "For instance," he went on, "in the the-
happened to me. ory of relativity you have some trouble
Realizing my determination to get him with identity. Is a definite particle really
into feminine society, he quit arguing, gave the same all the time, or does it maintain
me a generous slap on the shoulder. position and attributes like a wave in the
"You're a good pal, Bill. You would like water? Tell me how that differs essen-
to see me as happy as you are. But I tially from the Buddhist conception of all
can't be happy that way. Just now, this individuality being submerged in Nir-
stuff is more fascinating than the com- vana?"
pany of girls." For a moment I puzzled over this idea.
These fanciful discussions had not been
HISthewords made me look
blue-covered book.
dubiously at uncommon between us, were doubly inter-
esting because I was a theoretical scien-
"What do you make of this?" he asked. tist while his science was practical and
"Hindu hieroglyphics, or Arabic hen applied. Probably for that reason his dis-
tracks, or something. And some ugly stone cussions were always wild fancy, while I
gods." I seized the book and looked at its strove to keep my feet on solid ground.
title. Then I got it. I looked hurriedly at
"The 'Lost Continent of Mu'! What's my watch.
that?" "You big crook!" I exclaimed. "I'll be
"Something that mathematical physicists late for my
date with Wilma!"
ought to know more about," he said, slyly. He grinned. He had deliberately held
"This is an account by a Colonel James me, killing time, until it was too late for
Churchward of some remarkable evidence
he discovered in an ancient Hindu temple.
On the basis of this evidence he spent sev- EDITOR'S NOTE
eral years amongthe islands of the Pacific Some stories are
and has accumulated a mass of data indi-
cating that a continent once existed in the
forgotten almost
as
Pacific Ocean. soon as they
are
—
"The Continent of Mu so ancient it printed. Others stand
makes Egypt, Babylon, and Assyria seem
yesterday —had
the test of time.
like sprouts of a popula-
tion as great as ours today and a civiliza-
Because "The Fitz-
tion that was probably more advanced than gerald Contraction,"
ours. by Dr. Miles J. Breuer,
"Now recollect what geologists say about has stood this test, ithas been nominated
that part of the Pacific. The great depth
of the ocean, the vast stretches of deep for SCIENTIFICTION'S HALL OF FAME.
water without an island, the resemblance In each issue, for several forthcoming
of the island volcanoes in the surrounding numbers, we will reprint one of the most
islands to similar structures on the Moon
outstanding fantasy classics of all time, as
— what became of Mu
and its civilization?
selected by our readers.
Was it the fragment of the Earth that
broke off to form the moon?" We hope in this way to bring a new
"Interesting," I admitted, "but not prominence to the science fiction gems of
enough to keep me from going to the yesterday and to perform a real service to
Trianon with Wilma."
"The continent of Mu" he continued the science fiction devotees of today and
"was the real birthplace of the human race. tomorrow.
Our present culture has descended to us
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him to get ready to go out. And some Though it arrived from space at a speed
people thought he was dull! too great for astronomers to understand,
"I'll get you tomorrow for this!" I told the velocity of its progress about the
him as I left. moon is an admissible astronomical quan-
But I didn't. For "tomorrow" the tity.
bright body appeared, and the next day "Perhaps then, it has not arrived from
Wendelin found the photon-ship. Wendelin space. Perhaps it is a mass ejected from
(not his real name) is the late superin- the moon itself. Perhaps some dying
tendent of the Cicero Airport in Chicago, spasm of our decrepit satellite has shot it
the man who found the photon-ship and out volcanically. That would explain its
was so sensationally involved with the extraordinary brightness.
strange people who came out of it. "At 12:30 this morning reports came in
of its reappearance at the edge of the moon
THE "Lost Continent of Mu" lay neg-
lected on a corner of the table as I
where it originally appeared. Therein lies
a mystery, for, traveling as a free satellite,
opened my eyes and yawned. Wendelin it should have reappeared much sooner.
was already up and dressed. This was "The Associated Press has sought state-
natural, for he had been sound asleep the ments for all known observatories. Astron-
night before when I came in. omers, however, decline to give out further
His tense, eager attitude as he bent over information. Is the strange object so
the morning paper meant something. What bizarre that they are unwilling to talk?
was up? He seldom took more than a "From 12:30 until four o'clock this
casual interest in the daily newspapers. morning the body has been seen only once.
"What's happened?" I inquired, jumping It described a circle on the disc of the
up. moon. Then it traveled to the center and
Imight have known that a couple of remained there."
grunts would be all that I got. But he
motioned for me to come and look for
myself. Over his shoulder I saw the head- ££ A LL ri ght,"
-™- reading:
I said,
"Now what
when he stopped
is the thing?
lines.
It'sup to us to decide, isn't it?" I had
STRANGE MASS DISCOVERED NEAR MOON, recovered my equanimity and gone on with
ASTRONOMERS PUZZLED my shaving.
Bright, Swift Body Discovered Yesterday Afternoon "I know you'd love an argument," Wen-
delin said. "But I've got to get to work.
"Occasionally the newspapers print And so do you. It might be a fragment
something that redeems the crime of their blown off the moon, or it might be a
existence," he offered. space vehicle from a distant planet."
"Let's have it," I suggested, as I picked "What!" I shouted. "Dreaming again?
up my shaving-brush. He read it aloud. Wake up! It's morning."
"Professor MacQuern of Yerkes Observ- "Don't get funny," he replied. "Why
atory was the first to report yesterday at isn't it possible?"
7:10 P.M. the appearance of a bright body "You're a darned good atmospheric avi-
at one side of the moon. It showed in ator; and I take pleasure in paying you
the telescopes as a small disc. The astron- the compliment," I answered. "But flying
omers made no attempt to explain its na- through interstellar space is something dif-
ture. In reply to inquiries they state that ferent."
it corresponds to no object known to sci- "Why isn't it possible?" he repeated.
ence. "Possible, perhaps," I admitted. "But
"Could it have arrived from interstellar probable? The chances against its prob-
space? Perhaps, but if so, it must have ability are the square of a million to one."
come at an unimaginable speed, a speed "Where do you get that million to one?"
exceeding enormously that of any known he demanded.
celestial body. For, the night before, it "I'll tell you, but I'll have to make it
was nowhere visible. brief, for we've got to get to work. This
"Yet, tonight it is here, brighter than is a subject that comes into the domain
the moon itself. If it arrived from inter- of my everyday teaching.
stellar space in twenty-four hours, it must "The basis of life is protoplasm. Proto-
have come with a speed greater than any plasm exists within extremely narrow
other body in the heavens." limits compared with the wide range of
"Impossible!" I exclaimed. "Matter can- the universe. Heat, light, moisture, oxy-
not travel that fast." gen and gravitation must all be exactly
"It must be true! The newspaper says right.
so!" he said ironically and continued read- "One black-ball rejects. Three different
ing. experiments were made on this planet be-
"By 8:30 P.M. the wandering spot had
entered the moon's disc, against which it
fore intelligent being evolved reptiles,
birds, and mammals.
—
shone clearly as a much brighter area. "Conditions necessary to support mam-
By this time several of the larger observa- malian life do not prevail on any other
tories had calculated its diameter as some- planet. Mercury is too hot. Venus has
thing around two hundred feet, all agree- one face to the sun, too hot and steamy
ing to within a few yards. By 8:45 P.M. the other eternally cold. Mars is cold
it was against the sky beyond the moon's and dead. The rest of the planets are
further rim. Then it disappeared behind probably not yet solid.
the rim. "The Earth is unique in the solar sys-
"A sub-satellite! A moon of the moon! tem. And if our moon had not broken
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away, forming the great cavity filled by Professor MacQuern at eleven this forenoon and
the Pacific Ocean, the whole surface of was told that the spectrum of the space wanderer
the Earth might be covered with water. contained no Fraunhofer lines! This may not mean
much to the average citizen, but was a knockout for
Then where would man be? the astronomers.
"Now, among the hundreds of millions "Such a spectrum can come only from a solid
of stars outside our solar system, is it incandescent body," said the head of the Harvard
observatory.
rash to say that somewhere the same con- "The latest checks on the course of the bright body
ditions exist? We cannot say that they confirm previous statements. It is headed toward
the central portion of the United States and is
do not exist, but they must be extremely to arrive shortly before
due
rare, if they do exist.
dawn tomorrow."
"A solar system like ours is a rare freak. There should have been a panic through-
The density of stars in space is comparable out the Mississippi Valley.
to that of twenty billiard balls roaming One would
have expected people to rush pell-mell from
the interior of the earth. the threatened area. But no one did. No
"Man, therefore, is a rare accident in one knew whence to rush or whither. I
the universe. His existence depends on a did not feel much fear, and I doubt if
series of rare accidents, so that the chances
anyone else did. The chances of its hit-
against the repetition of the evolution of ting me seemed small.
Man are expressed by the product of the But I was eager to get a glimpse of it.
chances against all the individual accidents. The newspaper reports and a bulletin
Therefore, the chances against last night's from the Yerkes Observatory stated that it
bright spot being a space vehicle from would be visible to the naked eye about
another planet are about one to ten raised eleven P. M. Great crowds of us stood
to the twelfth power."
and watched and searched the heavens, but
saw nothing. Surging crowds packed Madi-
mm^ENDELIN shrugged his shoulders. son Street around the newspaper offices,
w* "Looks me like a space ship,"
to as they do on election nights.
he said blandly. There
were dispatches galore, but all said that
I plunged into my work at the University the bright body had vanished.
and did not come up for air until eleven. In my own mind I could picture the
Then I dashed across the street for a news- thing, hurtling straight toward Earth, in-
paper. I selected a Post as the most ac- visible. It might be invisible because in
curate. The story now covered two col- the terrific cold of space it had rapidly
umns of the front page. cooled, no longer gave off light. But it
was still coming. I went home to bed.
STRANGE BODY COMING NEARER In the morning, eager to know what had
Late dispatchca from nine observatories, report the become of the bright body, I dashed out
celestial wanderer, discovered last night, is approach- for my Tribune. But there was no news.
ing Earth at a tremendous velocity. The wanderer There was a protesting-against-fate sort
has changed color. From yellowish-white to a faint
but definite blue-violet tinge. This is to be expected, of editorial, marveling at the sudden dis-
because of the apparent decrease in wave-length of the appearance of the object that had set the
emitted light. It is called the Doppler effect. world agog. All searching telescopes had
As we go to press, it has doubled in brilliance. As
its present rate of progress, the bright body will
revealed nothing!
reach the earth before dawn tomorrow. At noon I emerged from the oblivion of
my classes, and asit was Saturday, I was
The writer did not neglect to make the through for the day. I hurried to a news-
most of his sensational opportunity. Where stand. But the pages of the Post con-
would it strike? What was it composed tained no mention of it. I tried a Daily
of? Would Omaha or Kansas City be the News and an American and, finding noth-
target? With fiendish realism the writer ing, threw them down in disgust.
painted the havoc created when a huge I reasoned that if it were going to fall
meteor struck Siberia in 1914. The cor- at all, it would have struck by this time.
respondent did suggest that it might be a Therefore, it must have struck off from
space vehicle from a distant planet and Earth, or fallen into the ocean.
presented arguments on both sides of that "Back to the old humdrum life, and to
question. trying to get Wendelin interested in some
For some reason, the reports gave me a girls, I thought, as I headed towards my
'
Addhu «
75Su Puntreeahn, took a newspaper out
iar, Addhu replied.
ot my pocket, asking permission "Where? Where?" asked several of our
with his committee in unison.
S
?^?C ^Fe J? ointed to the fir st T in the
e
-
"I do not yet know enough of your lan-
Chlca S° Tribune. I pronounced guage to explain," he said.
•! i V?
'
it tor him. He nodded and noted it down
in a little metal book.
"But," the chancellor urged, "there is no
civilization on the moon capable of
I wrote out the alphabet for build-
him, giv- ing a ship like yours."
ing him the sounds, which he noted
down "Alas, you are right. There
by a wiggly-looking symbol of his own. is not."
He then tried to pronounce words out of There was a strange break in Addhu's
the newspaper. The results were
voice. We shall try hard to learn the vo-
amusing, cabulary of your sciences, so that we may
tor there is no logical system about Eng-
explain to you as soon as possible."
lish pronounciation.
One morning the young woman who
"FINALLY dawned on him that there
it
had lavished
the mistaken greeting on
<- was something wrong with Wendelin spoke to me. She was the daugh-
our alphabet ter of the expedition's commandant,
or with our pronunciation. He tore out and
his notes and spoke a few words her name as near as I can manage it was
to his Vayill Dhorgouravhad. She always wore
companions. Then, in pantomime, he asked
me blue, while the other young woman,
to pronounce entire words, and made who
notes. I read a couple of columns, indicat- was the wife of one of the men, varied
ing each word with my finger. When her costume. Vayill's hair was a blue-
this black, her eyes dark blue, whereas the
was done he read out of his notebook.
Real estate interests pushing New York others were brown. Vayill was sad, the
subway project," and "New Peace Agree- other was gay. But Vayill glowed with
ment in the Orient," with excellent pro- intelligence.
nunciation though he did not know what "Where is the gentleman who was with
the words meant. you the first day?" she asked, coloring a
Obviously they had a little. "I have not seen him since, and I
highly perfected phonetic system of re-
cording sounds. should like to."
On the morning of the second day, "Well, there won't be any trouble about
that!" I exclaimed.
Addhu spoke.
"Today we speak more Wendelin jumped out of his chair when
in words, less in I told him. He laid out his newest suit,
signs.
his most elegant combination of necktie,
He seemed pleased at my astonishment.
shirt and handkerchief.
He reproduced our Mid-Western accent
faithfully, and he proceeded to ask me
"I never knew your former sweetheart,"
one question after another. I said. "Was she quick and determined,
"You are on this earth. Everything you and did she dress in blue a good deal?"
do, you do on the earth. What is the word
"Aw, go to blazes!" he growled, and re-
for that?" fused to speak to me the rest of the way.
[|You mean that I live on this earth?" When the two young people met, they
"Ah, yes. You are very intelligent in- were constrained and hesitant. With a
fine courage, the girl stepped forward.
deed. You also live in this city? Is that
correct? Then what is a place where you "I Want to tell you that I am sorry for
live?"
my behavior on that first day," she began.
"My home?" "Oh, not at all!" Wendelin stammered.
I tried.
I thought you were—" her voice broke
And so building up from known words
to unknown, from concrete to abstract,
a little.
from words to sentences, always noting in "How do you like this Earth of ours?"
his book.
Wendelin asked briskly in a matter-of-fact
tone. I have said before that there is
He acquired a vast store of our language, nothing the matter with his method of
which in the evening the others would dis-
tribute among themselves.
handling people though externally he ap-
pears stolid.
Three weeks after they had come they
were talking to us in English. They spoke Before we left a woman from Marshall
slowly, but the English was correct and
Field's was measuring Vayill for some
light apparel. It was a highly delighted
our understanding perfect.
Vayill the next afternoon who, in unfamil-
"We can understand each other now," I iar high-heeled shoes, walked down the
said. "I cannot wait any longer to ask
you from what planet you came to the gangplank, and took her place beside Wen-
delin in his yellow roadster.
Earth?"
"We came from the moon!" The rest of the visitors also got rides
Everyone in our party started in sur- and clothes. I spent an afternoon driving
prise. around Addhu and Drahnapa Dhorgourav-
"What moon? Our moon?" Fielding had, the old commandant.
shrieked, as though in accusation. "What do you think of the city?" I asked
The visitors all nodded. as I brought them back.
"Ah, yes," I said. "We saw you stop at "I hardly know what to say," the old
the moon. But from where did you come?" man pondered. They were now speaking
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English fluently. "It is interesting, cer- At our salvaged fragment of civ-
first
ilizationhad a difficult time. Yet the
tainly. But what a haphazard scramble.
On the thirtieth day after their ar- people of Mo were better off than the
rival, Addhu, who seemed to be adjutant, two terrestrial settlements. Their tele-
announced that they were ready to tell scopes showed them that the island of Hin
their story. They suggested that we in- was now the center of a vast continent, but
vite about fifty of our scientific men to that it had been swept by huge tidal waves
and civilization destroyed. Through
some lecture-room where there were black- its
boards, charts, globes and other necessi- the centuries, they observed the region of
ties. Hin, eventually learned that men lived
His story follows: there. But their numbers were pitifully
few, and they had been cast back into sav-
WE HAVE common
a common origin and
ancestry with you. Because
a agery of the most primitive kind.
The progress made by our civilization
on the moon was very swift. Knowledge,
of a most unusual occurrence, which, how-
intelligence, skill and technology advanced
ever, is quite in accord with well-known
principles of Nature, you are vastly fur- more rapidly than they had ever grown in
ther removed from these ancestors than Earth civilization, before or since. There
we are. We resemble them accurately. —
was a reason for this the stimulus of ne-
They looked exactly like us. cessity. We knew that the period of
habitability of the Moon was limited.
To show you our common birthplace, I
shall use this globe representing Earth. A thousand years after the birth of the
Your ancestors and mine lived on a con- Moon, when we space travelers were liv-
tinent about the size of this one called
ing there, conditions had already become
less comfortable. The cold was objection-
Australia, north east of Australia in about
able and breathing was difficult. Our nor-
the middle of this ocean, the Pacific. The
Earth, as our ancestors knew it, was mostly mal respiratory rate was forty, our nor-
water. There was a large fertile island in mal pulse rate one hundred and twenty.
what is now the middle of Asia. And then Naturally, our eyes were turned toward
there was the continent of Mo, where our the Earth. There was plenty of land there
ancestors lived. and only a few tribes of the most primitive
A hundred years before the great catas- kinds of savages. It was a wonderful op-
The portunity if we could only get there some-
trophe, our ancestors predicted it.
regular coincidence of the solar tides and how.
of the natural free period of vibration of In respect to mechanical progress we
the Earth created an immense stress right had not reached the stage you have at-
in the region of the only inhabited and
tained now. You are ahead of us in trans-
inhabitable portion of the globe. The peo- portation, in flying in the air and digging
in the ground, in making vast quantities of
ple of Mo colonized the large northern
island of Hin and prepared to endure the
machines and other articles. But in scien-
tific thought we had outdistanced you con-
sudden shocks and atmospheric changes
siderably.
that they expected.
It is still a little difficult for you to com-
We had perfect records of this period.
prehend time, but it is gradually dawning
Our ancestors took infinite pains to safe-
guard them against destruction. Reading on you that time is not an absolute entity.
these accounts sends cold shivers through You are making encouraging progress in
Winds, waters, earthquakes the understanding of space. You are be-
one's body.
and electrical phenomena all broke loose at ginning to see that space cannot be ade-
quately understood on the basis of ele-
once and created an abysmal chaos.
Only in chambers hundreds of feet down mentary geometry that it is curved in the
in solid rock, prepared generations in ad-
neighborhood of material particles and flat
vance, was it possible to live at all. The only at an infinite distance from matter.
whole continent heaved and quaked. Peo- Of course space was of vital interest to
ple were intensely ill most of the time, suf-
us. So we had thoroughly developed ideas
fering for lack of air, and, after some days, of space which you are just beginning to
only partly conscious. grasp. We
were familiar with the Uni-
Finally, they awoke to perfect peace and verse as the curved three-dimensional sur-
quiet, a strange physical lightness, a face of a four-dimensional sphere. We
live in and comprehend only the three di-
tightness across the chest and a difficulty
in breathing.
mensions of the surface.
Those who made their way slowly out
THIS brings us down to the work of my
of the burrows, over countless prostrate
bodies and out into the open air, saw the group, which is now in your midst.
own
oddly foreshortened horizon, the majestic, We conceived the idea of circumnavigating
brilliant sphere filling a vast portion of the the universe and carried it out. That ought
darkened sky. They realized that the ex- to be quite clear from the two dimensional
pected had happened. analogy of circumnavigating the surface
The land of Mo had broken from Mother of the Earth, by going ahead continually in
Earth and was now spinning around her as a straight line.
a satellite.
The material problems were solved by
Forever separated from their native six men of our group. Their work gave
planet, which floated in the sky with us the means of travel from the Moon to
strange new continents visible on it, they
—
the Earth our long-sought goal. This
were now inhabitants of the Moon, a new part of the problem was turned over to
institution in the solar system. other workers. We
went on with the pure
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science. Whether the others ever suc- by completely rearranging the equilibrium
ceeded in getting to the Earth or not, we between electrons and protons on the one
have never learned. hand and photons and protons on the other
Two of our group were mathematicians, hand. You have seen the brilliant and
who worked out the equations for the re- bizarre effects that occur when we operate
lationship between electrons (or matter
these transmutations.
corpuscles) and photons (or light cor- All of us in the ship are married couples,
puscles). Four others were physicists, except the commandant who is a widower
who confirmed the mathematical hypothe- and his daughter. Poor Vayill! The start
sis experimentally.
of our ship from the moon, a festive occa-
They built up a series of "elements" out sion for our whole race, was a tragedy to
of photons, with a periodic system, ana-
logous to that of the chemical elements.
her. On the day before the start she was
f.°
fa ^> the y had produced sixty-seven
to be married to a young engineer who —
was the perfect physical counterpart of
light-elements, and marvelous substances your airman yonder, Mr. Wendelin. But
some of them are. At the lower end of the on that day he fell ill of a cosmic ray burn,
periodic system they are not visible at all so frequent and so fatal among our moon
—at the upper they are quite too bright for people. Of course he had to be left be-
human eyes. hind.
Substances were evolved that could float Vayill had to make a quick decision.
on a light wave and were used for building The start of the ship could not be delayed
our ship to circumnavigate the universe. for one or two people.
A light wave is not, as many of your scien- She shut herself
up with her lover for an hour. Then she
tists still seem to think, a beam of cor-
came into the ship and announced that she
puscles traveling in one direction. The was ready to go.
only thing that travels in a constant direc- The next day we closed and sealed the
tion, is the front or peak of the level of
door and threw the switches. The motors
energy, just as a wave in water moves for-
ward, though the particles of water move
hummed. Welooked out of our windows,
but we could see nothing. On all sides of
merely up and down. us was a gray emptiness.
It was the most brilliant and courageous
project that the human brain had ever con-
Wehad expected to go rapidly past won-
derful constellations and had hoped that
ceived. The tremendously discouraging the sight of them would be a recompense
feature of it was that even at the speed
of light it would take one hundred million
for the deadly monotony of the trip. We
discussed one or two possible causes of the
years to make the trip. We got around phenomenon. We spent fifteen minutes at
that difficulty in two ways. The first was the window, and then we walked into the
to select a "high latitude" for the trip and general living room.
—
thus shorten it just as it is shorter around
the Earth on the Arctic Circle than at the
Several days passed.
Then,suddenly, one day the gongs
Equator. clanged! The whole ship was filled with
The second was to go in a ship large their ringing, and in each room and corri-
enough and with a group numerous enough dor the signal lights blazed out.
to be self sufficient. Several generations "The signal!" we gasped, one and all.
would live and die in our ship before it "Something has gone wrong!"
came back. At least the automatic machinery had
done its duty. The ship had stopped (rel-
IT TOOK one hundred years to build the atively speaking, of course). We could see
• ship and perfect our plans. The ship the stars out of the window. And we were
you have seen. One important item of the chagrined that the machinery had proved
—
equipment we did not show you the auto-
matic signal to give warning when the ship
untrustworthy.
Eagerly, however, we looked out to see
got back to the solar system. where we were, how far the first jump had
Telescopic images of the constellations gotten us.
operate a grid-glow tube when just the
proper configuration occurs, and to check iTTHE signal had worked correctly!
it and make itdoubly certain, an image
of the solar spectrum operates another
* Only a few hasty observations were
needed to identify the sun, several of the
grid-glow tube. The grid-glow tubes sound familiar planets, the Earth and our home
bells and turn on lights. Once set, the the Moon. Then we saw our observer turn
apparatus requires no further attention, pale.
and remains on guard for hundreds of I was the
first one to push him aside
years. We could picture what a happy day and look. Eagerly I put my eye to the
it would be for our descendants when the
telescope to get a glimpse of home. My
bells began to ring, and the lights went on. blood froze to ice! What was that I saw?
The ship could then come to an automatic A cold, frozen, lifeless Moon!
stop by means of the transmutation appara- Doubtless your telescopes watched us
tus. approach the little world where we had
By far the largest portion of the ma- lived, where we had left all our people and
chinery that you saw is needed, not for the civilization dear to us.
propelling the ship, but for transmuting the
You saw us
circle around, but you cannot imagine the
electron-elements and photon elements chill horror in our hearts as we gazed
back and forth, one into the other. This upon that bleak lifeless picture. How any
transmutation is an intricate, in many re- of us preserved our sanity, I do not know.
spects a clumsy affair, and is accomplished It is a wonder that a ball filled with gib-
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he was listening. Others craned their
bering lunatics did not descend to this
Earth. necks. I assumed my best lecture room
Then we looked toward the Earth and air.
located the new lands that had appeared "The fact that the voyagers felt that
out of the waters, the countless cities, the they had been on the way only three and a
numerous evidences, of an advanced and half days, whereas, two hundred thousand
teeming civilization that had sprung up years had elapsed while they were absent
and again our senses reeled. What should from this region is perfectly explained by
we do? Fitzgerald's hypothesis of the contraction
There was only one answer. The Moon of a moving body. This hypothesis states
was dead. On the Earth were civilized that a moving body is shortened in the di-
people. We could not endure the suspense rection of its motion.
of remaining in space any longer. We se- "The original experimental evidence that
lected a portion of Earth that seemed to be put our scientists on the track of this hy-
the most progressive and developed, chose pothesis was obtained in the famous ex-
the largest of its cities and looked for a periment of Michelson and Morley as far
landing spot. back as 1887, in which they attempted to
To see your spreading civilization was determine ether-drift. The contraction ex-
a shock. To see yourselves, your faces, planation of the phenomena as observed,
your resemblance to us was enough to daze was proposed by Fitzgerald and rendered
us completely. Is it any wonder that poor plausible by the researches of Larmor and
Vayill was confused and thought Mr. Wen- Lorentz.
delin was her fiance? We
were too puz- "All the attributes of the moving body
zled, too confused to know what to do. To are decreased or contracted by the amount
gain time, we sought refuge in our ship. indicated in the formula. Thus, if a clock
We decided to wait until evening and were travelling at the velocity of one hun-
check up on the constellations. Our cal- dred sixty thousand miles per second, Its
culations that radical changes
showed us diameter to us will be reduced to one-half
had taken place in the configurations of the of its original diameter, and its hands to us
stars since we had last observed them, and will move at one-half their former rate.
that these changes must have required not If a man moves at that velocity, his
'
less than two hundred thousand years of breathing, his heartbeat, his perception of
time! objects not in motion, and of time, will be
reduced one-half. But he cannot see his
THERE was an expression of amaze- own shortening, for his retina is shortened
ment on the face of Chancellor Burkett by one-half and he looks natural to himself.
as Addhu paused. "At ordinary velocities, the contraction
understand," he said. is too minute to be detectable by experi-
"But I do not
"How long —
got the impression that you
I
mental means. But at velocities like those
of the celestial bodies, the effect is quite
were in the proton-ship as you call it, only
apparent. At the velocity attained by our
a few days altogether."
"Our voyage lasted three days and a guests, which was but slightly less than
half by our watches," Addhu said. There that of light, the effect must have been tre-
was a queer smile on his face. mendous. Their length, the length of the
"Well, then," broke in Fahrenbruch, the photon ship and of everything in it, must
psychologist, "what is this about two hun- have been almost zero in the direction of
dred thousand years? How do you put their travel.
a thin flat wafer,
that together?"
"They must have been
to speak again, when invisible to ordinary observation. But
Addhu made as if
Their measuring
the chancellor turned toward me. they did not it. know
were all reduced by the
scales and rulers
"You look as if this meant something to
you," he said to me. "Tell me what kind
same amount and still measured true. The
retinae of their eyes, the tactile nerve end-
of a hoax it is?"
In truth, a light had suddenly dawned ings in their fingers, were all equally con-
tracted, and saw and felt everything the
on me. Across the aisle old Fielding, the
astronomer, smiled. He also understood. same as before. There was no way of de-
"The Fitzgerald Contraction!" Fielding tecting the change. To them everything
and I exclaimed in the same breath. looked natural.
Addhu beamed.
"Your scientists are very clever," he said ££W IKEWISE while their chronology
to the audience as a whole. "Quite *^ had decreased to almost zero. They
promptly they have surmised what hap- detected no change, because the rate of
pened." their clocks and watches was slowed down
„ same amount. All of their physical
"Utter impossibility!" Chancellor Bur- the
kett said impatiently. He had a good sci- activitiesslowed down similarly, conse-
entific head on him, but was not posted on quently they lived at so slow a rate that
modern mathematical physics. three and a half of their days were equiv-
"I can explain it all, sir," I volunteered. alent to two hundred thousand of our
He looked at me skeptically. years.
the limit of
"It is quite in accordance with a well- "They must have reached
known "It is, in fact,
natural law," I said. our own galaxy, turned around because of
an experimental verification of a theory some unknown forces and returned to the
that has become fairly familiar in these solar system.
days of Relativity." "Their high velocity is the sole explana-
The Chancellor nodded to indicate that tion of why, during a period of relatively
104
few days to them, their entire race became envelope.
extinct, the Moon on which they had lived
"Did you see it?" he gasped. "Nearly
became dead and cold—while on Earth made me blind. Can't see good yet. And
continents were built, and new races sprang when I could open my eyes, the thing was
up and became civilized.
"But they are to be envied their ex-
gone! And this flopped down on th<*
ground in front of us.
perience. They are the richer for it,
all The chancellor was handing
and with a the letter
little adjustment will be per- me, my
fectly well off in our world. They have
to I noted through daze. My name
was scrawled on it in WendelirTs huge
been welcomed among us and will all find
their places and become valuable members
hand. With a quick, alarmed glance, I
searched the room. Wendelin was not in
of the social order. In fact, in this country,
if they do not mind a little
the room. Nor was Vayill! I tore the
blatant publicity, letter open, with all eyes upon me.
they can become wealthy as well as fa-
"Good-bye, Bill," it read. "Vayill and
mous overnight." I have just been married.
There was a smile on the face of the Vayill says she
hasn't got the patience to live here. She
chancellor and several of the others. The wants to sail again, to taste adventure. A
chancellor rose to speak.
Suddenly there was a commotion of
girl aftermy own heart. I'm going along.
She says I'll never see you again. I don't
heavy, hurried steps out in the corridor. know. That's why I'm telling you good-
The next moment there burst into the
room the police sergeant who was in
bye. Six of her people —
the ones who re-
fused to dress up in our kind of clothes
charge of the guards around the photon- are going with us. Wendelin."
ship. His sun-tanned face was a study in Wilma became
breathless astonishment, as he sought out
ecstatic when I told her
about it.
the Chancellor and handed him a white "Some honeymoon!" she exclaimed.
Copyright, 1930, Stellar Publishing Corporation
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By MALCOLM JAMESON
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Gears for Nemesis
By RAYMOND Z.
Author of "Saturn's Ringmaster," "Dark Sun,"
CALLLN
etc,
St. Claire glared at Evelyn and Knobs as they removed their vacuum armor
There Was One Way to Save the Day for the Passengers of }he
Trail Blazer-and That Was to Give Them Both Day and Night!
dark side congealed and timeless, and ciently from the stunning shock of
almost equally deadly. their beloved leader's ghastly murder
The Group had plenty of food to to discover that the atomic generators
last through the months, until a rescue
had been sabotaged, their vitals
But stolen.
ship could come from Earth.
No one really needed to say a word,
with warmth seeping through the in-
sulation of their ship, and no way of then. It was starkly clear to those
replacing the loss effectively, they hard spacemen that circumstance
spelled doom. Creeping death from
would all be icy corpses soon.
far from home, and in an
"Either there's a crazy man among cold, far,
utterly alien environment.
us," Kilmer thought anguishedly, "or
an exceptionally clever crook, who And was equally plain to them
it
—
wants to grab the mines the mineral
was somebody among their
that there
treasures of —
Nemesis for himself. number who was guilty, as yet unsus-
pected.
Jandrium, dorsium, and a half-dozen
other commercially important ele-
"My God !" a big bulking man named
ments, above uranium in atomic num- Peters choked thickly, brushing a
which can't be obtained on muscular, oil-smeared arm across his
ber,
Earth."
forehead in a confused gesture. But
Kilmer decided to announce his dis- the others were still too dazed to
speak.
covery of the sabotage to the other
members of the Survey Group. He
pressed a signal button on the gleam- PERHAPS a half hour later, a
ing duralumin wall of the engine- slender young man with a crooked
room. This was his last act. and singularly sinister grin pulling
There was the slither of a boot on his lips perpetually to one side, en-
the greasy engine-room floor. A tered the Trail Blazer* s office.
shadow-blurred shape arose from be- He approached Arnold St. Claire,
the new commander of the Survey
hind the flanged bulk of a transformer.
The gleaming illuminator-bulbs on Group, sitting there behind his desk.
the ceiling, efficient, and drawing the "Mr. St. Claire," he said almost
power they needed from effi- timidly. "I hope you'll forgive me
little
for busting in on you like this. But
cient storage batteries, seemed to
watch sardonically. maybe we won't have to freeze after
In a moment of time there was a all. There's a way to save us, I think.
hiss, a puff of sparks, a short gasp, If you'll give me all the radite ex-
the caverns, and — presto —imme- Kilmer begin to look more and more
diately this planet begins to turn
like the work of a deranged mind
faster. Just like that, eh?"
rather than the products of an intelli-
St. Claire moved a tiny call-lever
on gent criminal plan. Take him away,
his desk. Amoment later a broad, Ellis!"
J
burly man who didn't look too bright So, within a scant minute, Knobs
appeared at the doorway, an ugly ray was sitting on the metal bench of the
pistol dangling at his belt.
brig, staring at the securely
"Ellis," St. Claire said distastefully. locked
door, pondering very hard.
"Take Knobs Hartley here, and lock
him up in the brig. It is evident that
some screwball, with really malicious ALREADY it was getting slightly
colder in the little prison. The
intentions, has already been very busy
tiny circular window was partly
here in the Trail Blazer. So perhaps
filmed with frost. And through the
you can grasp my implication. I think unfrosted portion, the stars shone
we've got our man!"
frigidly in a black, alien sky— here on
Ellis looked dully surprised for a
the night-half of a world called Neme-
moment; but in addition to his ordi- sis! Soon, as more heat leaked from
nary good-nature, he had a childish
the Trail Blazer's hull, the crew would
respect for the will of his superiors.
be draining the storage batteries of
So he nodded like a good stooge and their energy, to feed the heaters for a
grasped Knobs' slight shoulders none little while, and keep warm. But
too gently. this
would only delay the finish
"Aren't you being a little abrupt in
Knobs heard scraps of conversation
your judgment of Knobs?" someone drifting down the corridors from men
questioned mildly. "All of us on this he knew: "Poor devil— Hartley. Went
ship are in a terrible position, of
off the deep end, huh?" "But why . . .
course. But Knobs seems so perfectly
honest and sincere — did he have to doom us too stripping
the generators so we can't keep the
—
It was a girl's voice, speaking from
heaters going?" "I'd kill him if
. . .
the small Records and Data Room,
he was sane." . . .
which opened into the Trail Blazer's Listening to comments like
office. Evelyn Farnway, secretary of this, and
feeling the stark promise of the in-
the Survey Group, was a friendly, un-
creasing cold, seemed to sharpen
obtrusive little lady, with about the Knobs Hartley's by-no-means dull
kindest eyes and prettiest teeth that wits. His natural suspicions began to
Knobs had ever seen. increase.
But this, sadly, was only a wistful The story of his supposed insanity
observation, from a distance. Though had spread faster than it should have.
companionable, the girl had kept a St. Claire, the respected scientist, had
faint wall of reserve with everyone in
evidently speeded up the propaganda
the Expedition. And besides, what against him. This looked definitely
could a beautiful girl like her find to
admire in a skinny little runt like him-
suspicious in itself. lunatic who A
didn't know what he was doing, al-
self— not even mentioning that ever- ways made a good blind—a cover-up—
lasting gargoyle-grin of his? a means of allaying doubts, and stop-
"You'll please keep out of this mat- ping a search for a real menace.
ter, Evelyn," St. Claire advised in
A
an crook could blame almost anything
annoyed tone. "Hartley may seem on a madman, and go scot-free, him-
sincere, but maniacs are often good self!
actors. Now that I've heard his crazy "The dirty bum— St.
scheme about blowing up the grottoes
Claire!" Knobs
thought with swift, furious insight.
of Nemesis, supposedly to make the "He knows perfectly well I'm not
latter rotate faster, and bring warm-
crazy! didn't say a thing in the
I
ing daylight to the dark hemisphere office, there,
that a scientist with his
once more, I'm sure he's truly insane. knowledge wouldn't listen to to the
The disabling of the atomic genera- end! He's used to the engineering
tors and the murder of Commander
wonders of the Twenty-Ninth Cen-
110 STARTLING STORIES
tury, though they're still a little unbe- on him. Of course it looked at first
lievable, sometimes, to the layman. He as though St. Claire would not destroy
couldn't have thought my idea so ter- —
the Survey Group remove the ob-
ribly wild. At least the part of it he stacle it represented to his inten-
gave me time to tell him!" tion of seizing the treasures of Neme-
Knobs had already reached the con- sis for himself —
without his being
clusion that Arnold St. Claire was the frozen with the others. But certainly
real saboteur and murderer. This be- he would have arranged loopholes of
lief was startling, at first— considering escape to save his own skin! Nor
the scientist's honored position in the was it so hard to see what those loop-
fields of research. But when you holes were
studied the situation more closely, the
accusing facts fell together with amaz-
ing ease.
THE vital parts of the
erators
atomic gen-
had been removed care-
First, the motive. It was simple to fully. A real saboteur would have
guess what any criminal would want found it simpler to damage them be-
—
on Nemesis personal control of the yond repair in their original position,
without having to remove the mech-
stupendous mineral treasures that the
Survey Group had uncovered in the anisms.
grottoes. With the Expedition, which So St. Claire must have hidden
was financed by the Earth-Govern- those vitals somewhere, probably
ment, a lost, frozen failure in the outside of the ship, where there
depths of interstellar space its ex- — would be no chance of anyone else
ploration data unfiled in the home finding them. It would have been
—
colonial offices a private individual easy for him to have hidden an extra
could come later to Nemesis, and claim supply of batteries, too, to enable him
the mines completely as his own. That to keep warm in a space suit for a little
was Universe Law. longer than could the others.
The government-backed Group, con- When his co-workers of the Group
ducting a survey for later, wide-open had been disposed of, he could reas-
colonization by small, competitive semble the atomic generators, fly the
companies, would only be a vanished Trail Blazer to some nearby colonial
legend, then. And a crushing, greedy, world, concoct a story of disaster to
one-man monopoly could move in, con- explain the disappearance of his com-
trolling a vast supply of important in- rades, renounce his connections as a
dustrial resources. Fabulous riches, government explorer, and come back
it —
meant for somebody. to Nemesis after a short time to grab
the fabulous jandrium and dorsium
That Arnold St. Claire was inspired
by such a motive, and that he was mines privately. Suspicions, then,
working toward its fulfilment, Knobs would be hard to prove, in the tre-
had scant doubt. mendous reaches of the star-deserts.
First of all, the death of Ned Kilmer Yes, it was quite easy to under-
had given St. Claire the dangerous stand the scientist's motives. But
advantage of command over the Sur- Knobs felt bitter and helpless. He
vey Group. He was the one who had a plan that might not only save
benefited. Secondly, remembering the the lives of his fellows, but might
smooth scientist's original high post put the riches of Nemesis into the
in the Expedition, it would have been hands of liberal, competitive indus-
easy for him to get the keys to the try and colonization, taking them
engine-room, so that he could go there away from the control of a would-be
even during a sleep period, and dis- tyrant. But what good was his idea
able the generators. Whereas, for a now, when he was imprisoned and dis-
lesser individual, this would have been credited?
difficult indeed to accomplish. Near despair, Knobs let his chin
The space ship mechanic's convic- sink into his cupped hands.
tion of the scientist's guilt was all "The worst of it is, most of the guys
but clinched by St. Claire's obvious in this outfit will keep on respecting
that crumby devil," he growled.
effort to pin the blame for everything
GEARS FOR NEMESIS 111
Recognizing his superior knowledge, situation does get desperate enough !"
they'll swallow his yarns. They're "Sure they will!" Knobs agreed
the real dupes, and I'm only the !"
goat grimly. "Anybody would with death
Presently Knobs heard a gong from cold staring him in the face!
sound—a signal for the ship's com- If I could only get out of the
pany to come to the messroom for brig!"
their cold rations. A
minute later, TPHE girl smiled at him. She
there was a soft tap at the door of
his •-reached a slim hand between the
prison. Evelyn Farnway's face was
framed in the small barred window
bars of the door. A
little piece of
metal gleamed in her palm—a key.
at its center.
"I got this duplicate from the
"Be quiet, Knobs," she warned in ship's
safe," she whispered.
a low whisper. "Nobody'd believe "I've been
me around the too much not to
office
except maybe you— now—but after
know the combination. You can let
a lot of observation and thinking,
yourself out, all right. I got another
I'm convinced that St. Claire is the
key the same way— to the Special Sup-
real blackguard! And we've got to plies Room, where the radite explo-
try to cross him up some way,
before sive is. I'll meet you with it at the
we're all dead! Tell me about that
seldom-used freight airlock in five
world-turning trick of yours."
minutes."
Knobs gasped, realizing that the girl Then Evelyn Farnway was gone,
must have followed the same line of leaving
reasoning that he had followed, in de-
Knobs Hartley with a stronger
realization of her quiet beauty and
ciding St. Claire's guilt. But there
charm— for it was all aureated now
was no time to waste in surprise, now. with a halo of sharp cleverness and
"Okay, Evelyn," he whispered reckless courage. He found it all
tensely. "Listen," he outlined his a
little dizzying. Because Evelyn was
idea in as few words as possible, ex-
a girl, St. Claire had underestimated
plaining what blasting some of the un- her resourceful nerve, and that had
derground caverns here, near Nemesis' been her big advantage.
equator, would accomplish, and just In a moment Knobs was out of the
how he believed physical laws would brig. There was no one about, for
work to turn the planet more rapidly, most of the ship's company were in
and bring the dark hemisphere into the mess room. Within ten seconds
the rays of Olympia. Knobs wished
more, Knobs had climbed a short lad-
he had his dumb-bells. They would der into a dusty, yard-high inspec-
have helped him to illustrate his tion-tunnel, used only on the rarest
point. of occasions to examine the structure
"I'm not enough of a physicist to of the Trail Blazers' hull for signs
know whether your of
idea is any good developing weakness.
or not," the girl breathed doubtfully Thus, by a
roundabout way, he reached the de-
when he had finished. "But it's the serted freight room and airlock.
only chance of beating his nibs. St. Evelyn arrived on schedule, through
Claire has been hinting that the men another inspection tunnel, lugging
should retreat to the caverns. Oh, the long metal box of fearfully pow-
—
sure it's considerably warmer there, erful radite capsules under one
we know by our tests. Traces of vol- smooth little arm.
canic heat. He took the box from her, and then
"But according to our tests, too, helped her into a space-suit, of which
those grottoes are full of volcanic- there were several in the cabinet be-
acid vapors, which eventually would side the lock.
eat through the metal of space suits, "Well, here goes!" Knobs said
killing whomever was inside. St. through his communicator phones,
Claire isn't satisfied with just freez- when both of them were rigged out in
—
ing us he wants a quicker way to get vacuum armor, and had strapped levi-
rid of us all, so he can go ahead with tator packs about their shoulders.
his crooked work. But the men will "Here's to the coming dawn on
probably fall for his gag—when the —
Nemesis I hope!"
112 STARTLING STORIES
small danger of being buried. But, A space man named Jansen drew
for a minute, the vast, glacier-like his ray pistol. Another and another
sheet of frozen atmosphere and ice followed suit. With slow steps they
on which it rested raced grinding advanced, while St. Claire watched,
toward the deeper bottom of the his smooth, effeminate face Satanic in
crater, before it lodged against a mass anticipation of the deaths of the two
of rock. whom he must have realized were his
With quiet restored once more, St. —
worst enemies the people who would
Claire was quick to regain his voice. expose his treacheries, if anybody
"You see, men," he shouted to the would.
crew. "We know what those explo- But Knobs could not accuse him
sions were. All the caves we could of sabotage and murder, yet. His po-
have reached, for even temporary sition as a noted scientist entrenched
safety and warmth, are gone now him too well in the respect of the crew.
destroyed. Before us, here, are the They wouldn't believe a direct charge.
two people who are responsible! He'd have to stall for time. He'd
What should we do with them, men?" have to show the Survey Group the
St. Claire's voice was grating and ancient principle of the wonder he
vengeful. had meant to accomplish.
"Doc Welden," he said quietly. "Do
had become considerably colder me a favor. Go to my quarters and get
ITaboard the Trail Blazer, since my dumb-bells out of the locker. Bring
Knobs % and the girl had made their —
a stool, too one with a rotary seat."
excursion to the caverns. The heat Welden looked puzzled but he had ;
was going gradually, sucked away by plenty of fair play in his nature.
the chill of almost absolute zero out- Without commenting, he turned and
side. Through a murk of frosty disappeared down a corridor, while
breaths, Knobs saw eyes glaring at sullen space hands stood by, still
him sullenly. threatening, but curious.
Rough space hands, believing that Presently Welden returned with the
they would soon all be corpses, could stool and the dumb-bells. Knobs set
not be expected to show him much the former on the floor. Then he
mercy, as long as they failed to see his took a dumb-bell in either hand and
purpose in blasting the grottoes, seated himself carefully, holding the
which might have saved them for a heavy exercisers out to either side of
time, even though the volcanic acids him, at arm's length. Next, kicking
there would have killed them in the at the floor, he started his whole body
end. Even Doctor Welden, the young spinning with the top of the rotary
physician of the ship, showed a grim stool.
jaw. Finally, with his feet free of the
Evelyn, clinging to Knobs' arm, was floor,he drew the dumb-bells inward,
in danger, too. Women had never to his chest. Immediately, his rate of
been released from responsibility for rotation on the stool increased very
their acts, and so she was also in the noticeably. He thrust the dumb-bells
shadow of a hard if mistaken justice. out laterally again, and slowed. He
GEARS FOR NEMESIS 115
pulled them in for a second time, and to cold and stiff icicles after all!"
speeded up once more. Knobs looked challengingly at St.
It was an old, old physics lab stunt, Claire. The latter's face
betrayed con-
known to college and even high school
students, a thousand years ago.
fusion. Scientist though he was he
was not accustomed
—
to these ancient,
"Not a difficult trick to understand," simple principles of physics. Plainly
Doc Welden commented. "When the he had not expected the mechanic,
dumb-bells are held out at arm's whom he had tried to blame for his
length, they travel in a wide circle that own wrongs, to have such a sound
has a pretty good distance around. idea!
But when you draw them inward, they "It won't
work!" he stammered.
try to travel at the same speed, be- "It's silly!" But there was no con-
cause they're massive, and possess a viction in his tone. Undoubtedly there
lot of inertia and kinetic energy. was tremendous rotary energy in
Still, drawn in, the circle they're ro- those cubic miles of rock that had
tating in is much smaller, with a shifted downward!
much lesser circumference. Then Evans, the Expedition's as-
"So, in order to move at approxi- tronomer, burst into the room before
mately the same speed that they did the airlock. "The stars have moved a
originally, they have to make maybe little," he announced breathlessly.
twice as many turns in a given time. "Across the sky, and faster than is nat-
—
Gear-up like a big gear turning a ural ! What can it mean?" He hadn't
small gear. The cogs of both travel been present to watch Knobs' demon-
at exactly the same speed. But the stration, so of course he didn't know
small gear makes several turns, while what was happening.
the big gear makes one." "The stars moving, eh?" Welden
questioned quietly. "That's the final
KNOBS
with
was sitting quietly now, evidence. We're turning, boys turn- —
his exercisers against his ing toward safety and warmth!"
knees. Evelyn, to whom he had al- Eyes swung inquiringly toward
ready explained his idea fully, spoke Knobs and Evelyn, and toward Arnold
for him. St. Claire, who had painted them so
"That's right," she said, looking blackly. Knobs felt a wave of fierce
around at the glowering, puzzled men. triumph. He had saved the Survey
"But don't you get the rest of it now, Group. He had saved the mines of
too, Doc? All those cubic miles of Nemesis for free colonization from a
stone and ore falling toward the cen- greedy crook and murderer. Or so
ter of Nemesis, when the caves blew he thought, for a moment. He be-
up?" lieved he had the scientist driven into
Welden's eyes widened, and there a corner, where he must reveal his
was a surprised muttering among the guilt.
men. But St. Claire was clever, as the
"Why of course!" the young physi- next moment proved. His confusion
cian exclaimed. "It should be the — steadied.
same thing, exactly! Normally, "Then I owe you an apology, Har-
,
Nemesis rotates on its axis in seven tley,"he said with seeming sincerity.
Earth-days. The collapse of the grot- "You're not what I thought you were
—
toes the shifting inward of so much — but a hero. Somebody else must
mass toward the planet's pivot of rota- have rayed Ned Kilmer, our leader,
—
tion is previsely the same as the act and stripped the atomic generators.
of drawing the dumb-bells toward I'm sorry for my mistaken attitude,
your chest! Mass, with the kinetic Hartley."
energy of a certain speed, forced to And so Knobs could only feel a
travel in a smaller circle! Nemesis fierce frustration, as St. Claire hid
should be rotating a little faster now! behind a wall of innocence and error.
The dark hemisphere should be turn- Knobs was still sure of his guilt,
ing toward the dwarf sun! Friends, but there was no concrete evidence on
maybe we aren't going to be changed which to accuse him. Not a chance!
But at least the scientist's tricks were
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