Then I remembered that light down by the base! I kept Anita out of
sight down on the floor and went cautiously to a window. The deck was
in turmoil with brigands moving about excitedly. Not because of what
had happened in our tower signal room: they were unaware of that.
Miko's signals were showing! I could see them now plainly, down at the
crater base. A group of hand lights and small waving helio beam.
And they were being answered from the ship! Potan was on the deck--a
babble of voices, above which his rose with roars of command. At one
of the dome windows a brigand with a hand searchbeam was sending its
answering light. And I saw that Potan was working over a deck
telescope finder.
It had all come so suddenly that I was stunned. But I did not wait to
read the signals. I swung back at Anita, who stared helplessly at me.
"It's Miko! And they are answering him! Get your helmet: I'll try
firing the projector."
Or would I instead try and send a brief flash signal to Earth? There
would be no time to do both: we must escape out of here. The route up
through the dome was the only feasible one now.
This range mechanism of the projector was reasonably familiar, and I
felt that I could operate it. The range-finder and the switch were on
a ledge at one of the windows. I rushed to it. As I swung the
telescope, training it down on Miko's lights, I could see the huge
projector on the deck swinging similarly. Its movement surprised the
men who were attending it. One of them called up to me, but I ignored
him.
Then Potan looked up and saw me. He shouted in Martian at the duty
man, whom he doubtless thought was behind me: "Be ready! We may fire
on them. I'll give you the word."
The signals were proceeding. It had only been a moment. I caught
something like, "_Haljan is imposter_."
I was aiming the projector. I was aware of Anita at my elbow. I pushed
her back.
"Put on your helmet!"
I had the range. I flung the firing switch.
At the deck window the giant projector spat its deadly electronic
stream. The men down there leaped away from it in surprise. I heard
Potan's voice, his shout of protest and anger.
But down in the Earth glow at the crater base, Miko's lights had not
vanished! I had missed! An error in the range? Abruptly I knew it was
not that. Miko's lights were still there. His signals still coming.
And I noticed now a faint distortion about them, the glow of his
little group of hand lights faintly distorted and vaguely shot with a
greenish cast. Benson curve lights!
My thoughts whirled in the few seconds while I stood there at the
tower window. Miko had feared he might be summarily fired on. He had
gone back to his camp, equipped all his lights with the Benson curve.
He was somewhere at the crater base now. But not where I thought I saw
him! The Benson curve light changed the path of the light rays
traveling from him to me, I could not even approximate his true
position!
Anita was plucking at me. "Gregg, come."
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