Hunters Out of SpaceKelleam, Joseph E. (Joseph Everidge)
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Hunters Out of Space
Kelleam, Joseph E. (Joseph Everidge)
Science fiction
"We want the people that you brought with you, Grim Hagen," Ato answered
coldly. "And the treasures."
Grim Hagen laughed again. "Those that came with me willingly are dukes and
kings beyond their wildest dreams. Those who would not take oath to serve
me are still slaves. Except for Maya, who sleeps. As for the treasures, my
treasure houses are so full now that I doubt if I could separate one thing
from the other. So youth grows old. But you must admit that this is better
than cringing in a hole in the ground--"
"None of us cringed, unless it was you," Ato retorted angrily. "We
have come beyond time and space--for Maya and her friends--for the
treasures--and for you--"
The mad light flamed in Grim Hagen's eyes as he laughed again. "You could
not get a thousand feet into the air unless I permitted it. Come, now, I
have given a week's truce. Relax and enjoy yourselves. After all, we are
kinsmen in a far country." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully and repeated.
"A far country."
* * * * *
Three days had passed since they had landed on Grim Hagen's planet. Ato,
Gunnar, Odin, and a score of others had gone into the city where they had
been given quarters in a palace that made Windsor look like a second-class
lodging.
Odin and Gunnar shared a suite. As he dressed that morning, Odin looked
about him at the splendor. Every bit of woodwork was hand-carved. The walls
were covered with frescoes. The chandeliers were jeweled masterpieces and
the carpets were thick crimson piles. The lace curtains must have ruined
the eyes and hands of a dozen women.
He had heard that the planets of Aldebaran had been peopled by a blond
peaceful race who were on a par with the culture of the Middle Ages
when Grim Hagen arrived. Lord, how he must have worked himself and
them to bring them this far along in nineteen years. There was a
peaceful air of prosperity about the planet; and trade, he understood,
was flourishing with the other worlds of the system. But the people
were no more than slaves--beaten and cowed into submission. Oh, they
worked hard. But Odin wondered what had been their punishment in years
past for not working. There was something in their eyes--a stunned,
unhappy look--that made him wonder what would happen some day when
they learned as much as their masters and turned upon them. Moreover,
he had been told that the planets were over-crowded when Grim Hagen
arrived. They did not seem so now. How many graves throughout those
nine planets were dedicated to the conquerors?
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