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In his last extremity he was still angry. "You devil!" Morones shouted. "You may murder me, but they'll get you! They'll get you!" "Who'll get me?" the Plutonian purred silkily, deferring the pleasure of the kill for another moment. Morones was having trouble with his breathing. IN HIS LAST EXTREMITY HE WAS STILL ANGRY YOU DEVIL MORIN SHOUTED YOU MAY MURDER ME BUT THEY'LL GET YOU THEY'LL GET YOU WHO GET ME SAID THE PLUTONIUM BIRD SILKILY DEFERRING THE PLEASURE OF THE KILL FOR ANOTHER MOMENT MORIN'S WAS HAVING TROUBLE WITH HIS BREATHING
s in weapons was rather overdone in those early times, and a little rough handling made them useless. So now Olear, weaponless except for the service knife at his belt, began the hazardous undertaking of climbing among the stalactites to a position approximately above the Plutonian's head. The job required judgment. Some of the stone masses were insecurely anchored and would crash down at the lightest touch. Some were spaced so closely together that he could not get between them. Others were so far apart that it was difficult to get from one to another. Yet he made it somehow, and unnoticed, for all eyes were turned on the tense drama being enacted below. From almost directly overhead he saw Morones being drawn upward. "You saw," the Plutonian was saying triumphantly in Mercurian, "--you saw me unmake your Old Fool. And now you will see that a Lord of the Green Star is even softer, even weaker--" Morones, in that pitiless grasp, turned his face to the hateful grinning visage above him.  THE NEED FOR EXTREME LIGHTNESS IN WEAPONS WAS RATHER OVERDONE IN THOSE EARLY DAYS AND A LITTLE ROUGH HANDLING MADE THEM USELESS SO NOW O'LIE WEAPONLESS EXCEPT FOR THE SERVICE KNIFE AT HIS BELT BEGAN THE HAZARDOUS UNDERTAKING OF CLIMBING AMONG THE STALLCTITES TO A POSITION APPROXIMATELY ABOVE THE PLUTONIUM'S HEAD THE JOB REQUIRED JUDGMENT SOME OF THE STONE MASSES WERE INSECURELY ANCHORED AND WOULD CRASH DOWN AT THE LIGHTEST TOUCH SOME WERE SPACED SO CLOSELY TOGETHER THAT HE COULD NOT GET BETWEEN THEM OTHERS WERE SO FAR APART THAT IT WAS DIFFICULT TO GET FROM ONE TO ANOTHER YET HE MADE IT SOMEHOW AND UNNOTICED FOR ALL EYES WERE TURNED ON THE TENSE DRAMA BEING ENACTED BELOW FROM ALMOST DIRECTLY OVERHEAD HE SAW MORONES BEING DRAWN UPWARD YOU SAW THE BLTONIAN WAS SAYING TRIUMPHANTLY IN MERCURIAN YOU SAW ME UNMAKE YOUR OLD FOOL AND NOW YOU WILL SEE THAT A LORD OF THE GREEN STAR IS EVEN SOFTER EVEN WEAKER MORINES IN THAT PITILESS GRASP TURNED HIS FACE TO THE HATEFUL GRINNING VISAGE ABOVE HIM
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