"The Erg man is coming," the girl called. "Don't move, Toory."
It was very strange that Miss Babs would order this. He tried
desperately to reason why, but he could not.
Now he heard her voice again. "Will you lie quiet, Toory, while he
takes out the fuse? Answer me."
"Yes, Miss Babs. I will lie quiet."
Now the Erg man was bending over him. He pressed his face down harder
against the rock. And there was Babs' voice calling once more--her
voice with something in it that Toory never had heard directed at him
before. It was the voice humans used to one another.
"Goodbye, Toory."
He was so desperately frightened....
The fuse of Model 2 RY came out with a little click. The hissing,
throbbing tumult inside the glistening body faded into silence. The
turgid red eye-beams, down against the rock, went dark. Something
which had been was gone, and there was left only a motionless piece of
machinery.
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