It was night. The green phosphorescent light of the luminous vegetation flooded through the port holes. From somewhere, the sound of a muffled bell, ringing, ringing, reached his ears. Through the port, he could see a corner of a tower, part of a slate roof. The grotesque arms of a telo-antenna sprouted from the peak of the tower. He heard a door squeal open. The bell sounded louder, then it stopped to be replaced by the mutter of voices approaching. "Wake up." He shook Mia MacIver gently. She opened her eyes, stared at him in bewilderment. "Where are we?" "Shhh!" The door opened. Cosmo caught sight of Bemmelman's gross features in the opening. He looked ghastly in the phosphorescent glow. Beyond him reared an immense gray pile of a building. The planter's jaw dropped in disbelief as he recognized his captives. Then a tide of red swept up from his bull-like neck. "You!" he shouted. "What the hell are you doing in there?" "Didn't you know?" said Cosmo dryly. "I'm trying to cure myself of claustrophobia." But already, a shrewd gleam of triumph had replaced the disappointment in Bemmelman's pig-like brown eyes. "You're the Renegade." He rubbed his hands together, began to grin. "Yes sir, you're the Renegade. I should have guessed it before. And you, Mia." He threw back his head, roared until the court reverberated with his heavy laughter. "Let us in on the joke," said Cosmo. Bemmelman stopped laughing, wiped his eyes. "Two birds with one stone. I didn't expect to catch both of you in the same trap. No sir, that I didn't." He stepped back, clapped his hands. * * * * * Two naked Blue Dawn Men appeared, hauled forth the cage, shouldered it. With Bemmelman following, they bore it across the court, into a doorway at the base of the lichen covered tower. "I feel perfectly ridiculous," whispered Mia, bouncing around in the cage. "Thank goodness none of my friends can see me." Cosmo chuckled, shot a glance after Bemmelman who was crossing the floor to an intercommunicating telecast. The room appeared to be a guard room. Weapons were racked against the walls, and a dozen naked blue giants lay sleeping on the floor. These raised their handsome, classical heads, surveyed the captives from incurious violet eyes. Cosmo put his lips against Mia's ear and said: "Remember Penang-ihtok." He heard Bemmelman say: "Switch on the current in the tower. Send Llana to me at once." A voice from the audio replied: "Right." From the corner of his eye, Cosmo saw a sheet of flame sear across the door leading to the court beyond. Then it vanished. "Force screen," he guessed. Bemmelman approached, grinning amiably. He was wearing a snuff brown suit which set on him like a sack. "Don't try to escape," cautioned the planter as he inserted a slender key in the spring lock, threw back the top of the cage. "You'd be electrocuted if you went through any of the outside doors or windows." Cosmo and Mia stood up shakily.