Life on other planets -- Fiction; Mars (Planet) -- Fiction; Science fiction
"I tell you that he was struck from behind," said one. "He never knew
what killed him," and I knew that they were talking about the guardsman
I had killed.
"But from whence came his assassin?" demanded the other.
"The padwar believes it may have been a fellow member of the guard.
There will be an investigation and we shall all be questioned."
"It was not I," said the other. "He was my best friend."
"Nor was it I."
"He had a way with women. Perhaps--"
My attention was distracted and their conversation terminated by the
footsteps of a warrior running rapidly up the ramp. My position was
now most precarious. The ramp was narrow and the man coming from
behind might easily bump into me. I must, therefore, pass the sentries
immediately and make my way to the roof. There was just sufficient room
between the warrior at my left and the sidewall of the ramp for me to
pass through, if he did not step back, and with all the stealth that I
could summon I edged myself slowly behind him and you may rest assured
that I breathed a sigh of relief when I had passed him.
The warrior ascending the ramp had now reached the two men. "The
assassin of the hangar sentry has been discovered," he said. "He is
none other than the spy from Jahar who called himself Hadron of Hastor
and who, with the other spy, Nur An, was sentenced to die The Death.
Through some miracle he escaped and has returned to the palace of Haj
Osis. Besides the hangar sentry, he has slain Yo Seno, but he was
captured after attacking the prince, Haj Alt. Again he has escaped and
he is now at large in the palace. The padwar of the guard has sent me
to direct you to redouble your watchfulness. Great will be the reward
of him who captures Hadron of Hastor, dead or alive."
"By my metal, I'd like to see him try to escape this way," said one of
the sentries.
"He'll never come here by daylight."
I smiled as I walked quickly toward the hangar. To reach the roof
without disarranging my robe of invisibility was difficult, but I
finally accomplished it. Before me lay the empty roof; no ship was in
sight, but I smiled again to myself, knowing well that it was there.
I looked about for the eye of the periscope that would reveal the
craft's presence to me, but it was not visible. However, that did not
concern me greatly since I realized that it might be turned in the
opposite direction. It was only necessary for me to walk to where I had
left the ship, and this I did, feeling ahead of me with extended hands.
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