"I--I think, 'A Time! A Time!' What could ..." he never finished the
sentence, all about them Arrillians had prostrated themselves in the
rather dirty street, covering their faces with their hands, lying face
down. The Earthmen hesitated a moment, and a priest of Arrill appeared
as though from nowhere, a wicked scimitar-like weapon in his hand and a
face tense with anger.
"Dare you," he hissed in Arrillian, "dare you not hide your eyes at A
Time!" He pushed one of the Earthmen with surprising strength, and the
latter stumbled to his knees. All five men hastened to ape the position
of the prostrate Arrillians; they knew better to risk committing
sacrilege on a strange planet. As Tyndall sank to the ground and covered
his eyes, he heard that priest mutter another sentence, in which his own
name was included. He thought it was "You, Tyn-Dall ... even you."
A few moments later a bell sounded from somewhere, and the buzzing of
conversation began around them, along with the shuffling, scraping sound
of many people getting to their feet at once. A hand touched Tyndall's
shoulder and an Arrillian voice, laughing now, purred, "Up stranger, up,
The Time is past."
The Earthmen got to their feet. Everything about them was the same as
though nothing had happened, people strolling along the street, going
in and out of shops, stopping to chat.
"I guess that was the all-clear," commented one wryly.
The others laughed nervously, but Tyndall was strangely troubled, he was
thinking of the strange words of the priest, "You, Tyn-Dall, even you."
Why should he have known, and not the others? He tried to forget it.
Arrillian was a complex tongue with confusing syntax, perhaps the priest
had said something else. But Tyndall knew one thing for certain, the
mention of his name had been unmistakable.
The mood hung on, and quite suddenly Tyndall had asked, "I wonder about
the children. Why do you suppose it is?"
One of the men laughed, "Maybe they feed them to the Bugs." At no time,
during their stay on Arrill, had they seen a single child, or young
person under the age of about twenty-one. The crew had speculated upon
this at great length, coming to the conclusion that the youngsters were
kept secluded for some reason known only to the Arrillians, probably
some part of their religion. One of them had made so bold as to ask one
of the scientists who politely told him that since his group was not
composed of ethnologists or theologists, but of biologists and
zoologists, they were interested neither in the Arrillians, their
offspring nor their religion, but merely in the flora and fauna of the
planet, both of which seemed to be rather deadly. The expedition had had
several close calls in the jungle, and some of the plants seemed as
violently carnivorous as the animals.
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