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Morones regarded him impassively, his eyes frosty. "That explains everything," he said at last with cold deliberation. "First Sammis, then Boyd. Going to finish me next, I suppose?" The Plutonian twisted the end of an eyebrow and smiled. MORONES REGARDED HIM IMPASSIVELY HIS EYES FROSTY THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING HE SAID AT LAST WITH COLD DELIBERATION FIRST SAMUS THEN BOYD GO AND FINISH ME NEXT I SUPPOSE THE PLUTONIAN TWISTED THE END OF AN EYEBROW AND SMILED
is being of evil to enter; let him enter also." "He is in the outer chambers now," one of the guards spoke. "His face is like the center of a ringstorm." "Let him enter!" * * * * * Morones strode into the room angrily. Blinded by the fire after the darkness of the antechambers, he did not at first see the Plutonian. He strode up to the ancient chief and glared at him. "Does the Old Wise One learn wisdom at last?" he rasped. The ancient shrank away from him, as did the nearer of the lesser chiefs. "The Old Wise One thinks less of his wisdom," he replied wearily. "Behold!" He pointed to the enthroned Plutonian. Morones started. His hand flashed to his side, and came away empty. Deft fingers had extracted his ray-tube. But he was a man of courage. Never could it be said to his shame that an Earthman cringed in the sight of lesser races. "So it's you, my sooty friend!" he snarled in English. The Plutonian, accomplished linguist, replied: "As you see. You don't look very happy, Mr. Morones. NOT PERMITTED DEMURRED ONE OF THE CHIEFS YE PERMITTED THIS BEING OF EVIL TO ENTER LET HIM ENTER ALSO HE IS IN THE OUTER CHAMBERS NOW ONE OF THE GUARDSMEN SPOKE HIS FACE IS LIKE THE CENTRE OF A RINGSTORM LET HIM ENTER MOROUN STRODE INTO THE ROOM ANGRILY BLINDED BY THE FIRE AFTER THE DARKNESS OF THE ANTECHAMBERS HE DID NOT AT FIRST SEE THE PLUTONIAN HE STRODE UP TO THE ANCIENT CHIEF AND GLARED AT HIM DOES THE OLD WISE ONE LEARN WISDOM AT LAST HE RASPED THE ANCIENT SHRANK AWAY FROM HIM AS DID THE NEARER OF THE LESSER CHIEFS THE ALL WISE ONE THINKS LESS OF HIS WISDOM HE REPLIED WEARILY BEHOLD HE POINTED TO THE ENTHRONED PLUTONIUM MORIN STARTED HIS HAND FLASHED TO HIS SIDE AND CAME AWAY EMPTY DEFT FINGERS HAD EXTRACTED HIS RAY TUBE BUT HE WAS A MAN OF COURAGE NEVER COULD IT BE SAID TO HIS SHAME THAT AN EARTHMAN CRINGED IN THE SIGHT OF LESSER RACES SO IT'S YOU MY SOOTY FRIEND HE SNARLED IN ENGLISH THE PLUTONIAN ACCOMPLISHED LINGUISH REPLIED AS YOU SEE YOU DON'T LOOK VERY HAPPY MISTER MORONES
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