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It is not yet too late. Release him, and deliver to him the white sap. Seize this evil one  " The feeble, fickle minds were being swayed again. In a gust of impatience, the Plutonian stepped down, seized the aged chief's skinny body in his great black hands, and snapped him in two. IT IS NOT YET TOO LATE RELEASE HIM AND DELIVER TO HIM THE WHITE SAP SEIZE THIS EVIL ONE THE FEEBLE FICKLE MINDS WERE BEING SWAYED AGAIN IN A GUST OF IMPATIENCE THE PLUTONIAN STEPPED DOWN SEIZED THE OLD CHIEF'S SKINNY BODY IN HIS GREAT BLACK HANDS AND SNAPPED HIM IN TWO
n the thunder of the ringstorms; they will fill your caves with a purple smoke that turns your bones to water--" Shrill cries of fear almost drowned out his words. All the Mercurians had seen evidences of the dreadful power of the Earthmen. They began milling around, then stood rooted by the roar of the Plutonian's voice. "Lies! Lies!" he bellowed. "See, they are weak as egglets!" He stepped down, picked Morones up by one shoulder, and held him, dangling, high over the heads of all. Morones clawed and tore at the brawny arm. He made a ludicrous picture. Soon the simple natives made a sniffling sound of mirth, and the Plutonian, satisfied at last, set him down again. "He tells truth!" The Old Wise One had climbed to the top of the stone block. "The Lords of the Green Star have their power not in their bodies, but it is great. It is greater far than the frogfolk. It is greater than the Lords of the Outer Orbit. They will come even as the surly one has said, and great shall be our sorrow. UR RIVERS WITH A POWER GREATER THAN THE THUNDER OF THE RING STORMS THEY WILL FILL YOUR CAVES WITH A PURPLE SMOKE THAT TURNS YOUR BONES TO WATER SHRILL CRIES OF FEAR ALMOST DROWNED OUT HIS WORDS ALL THE MERCURIANS HAD SEEN EVIDENCE OF THE DREADFUL POWER OF THE EARTHMEN THEY BEGAN MILLING AROUND THEN STOOD ROOTED BY THE ROAR OF THE PLUTONIAN'S VOICE LIES LIES HE BELLOWED SEE THEY ARE WEAK AND EGGLETS HE STEPPED DOWN PICKED MARON'S UP BY ONE SHOULDER AND HELD HIM DANGLING HIGH ABOVE THE HEADS OF ALL MORONES CLAWED AND TORE AT THE BROIDERY ARM HE MADE A LUDICROUS PITCHER SOON THE SIMPLE NATIVES MADE A SNIFFLING SOUND OF MIRTH AND THE PLUTONIAN SATISFIED AT LAST SET HIM DOWN AGAIN HE TELLS TRUTH THE OLD WISE ONE HAD CLIMBED TO THE TOP OF THE STONE BLOCK THE LORDS OF THE GREEN STAR HAVE THEIR POWER NOT IN THEIR BODIES BUT IT IS GREAT IT IS GREATER FAR THAN THE FROG FOLK IT IS GREATER THAN THE LORDS OF THE OUTER ORBIT THEY WILL COME EVEN AS THE SURLY ONE HAS SAID AND GREAT SHALL BE OUR SORROW
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