The Mizar was left all alone in the center of the valley. Then to a man the frightened mob on the hillsides fell down on their faces, arms extended before them toward the ship below, and a great babbling cry arose: "The Wanderer! The Wanderer-from-Beyond!" Tabak whirled away from the plastic rind. "Jupiter! There comes Reiloc now! He must be warned, Jupiter! He doesn't know that the Anolyn have fled. He'll attack!" At the head of the valley a mass of half-naked cavemen were streaming from the trees. They were a wild, undisciplined lot like an army of soldier ants on the march. Even from this distance, Jupiter recognized the giant figure of Reiloc striding at their head. He swore in Lingua Galactica. "I can't afford to leave the ship just yet. Not until we know how that crazy Anolyn army's going to behave. The ship's our ace in the hole." "I'll go," Tabak said, and darted for the well. Jupiter watched her disappear down the ladder with a vague feeling of uneasiness. Then he turned back to the transparent rind. He caught sight of her again, running across the level ground toward Reiloc, waving her arms--a slim, blonde figure in the sarong, barefooted and barelegged. He swallowed disconsolately. So, he thought, it must be Reiloc that she's crazy about. Reiloc! He could see the giant Nehogan leave the cavemen, hurry toward the girl. They met on the level valley floor between the ship and the wild Kagans who were still debouching from among the trees. Jupiter's blood ran suddenly cold. A flock of web-birds had appeared over the crest of the hill. He leaped for the keys of the needle gun. "Reiloc!" he yelled through the P. A. "Tabak! Watch out! The birds!" He got three of the ungainly flying webs with the needle ray. Then he couldn't shoot any more. "Oh, hell," he said. The web-birds had dropped onto the pair in the open. Jupiter could see neither Reiloc nor Tabak. Only the monstrous fluttering of the creature's wings. Then the flock lifted slowly into the air bearing the Nehogan and the Caligan girl aloft. Jupiter didn't dare fire for fear of hitting either the one or the other. They rose higher, higher, then straight as wild bees they lined out for the distant city by the _Dra Dur_. Jupiter was beside himself with helpless rage and consternation. He couldn't chase them in the starship. It would be like attempting to follow a school of fish in an ocean liner. He was stunned. He sank into an acceleration chair, while the web-birds with their human freight, became smaller and smaller in the distance. * * * * *