Then Mita was rushing. Drake thinks he remembers seeing a tail
streaming out behind it. A tail, like a comet, as though by its fall it
were turning incandescent and leaving a stream of glowing star-dust. Or
perhaps with its rapid fall, its atmosphere was leaving it--dust-laden
air streaming off into space where the dust caught the sunlight and
glowed. There is no one to say.
A fall of millions of miles. It was that far, to Mita. I can fancy,
in those last hours, the blazing heat withering everything upon the
planet's surface. Its ten million inhabitants--save those few Drake had
helped to rescue--I can think that long before the end, they were dead;
shriveled, fallen in the heat. Smothered, choked by the gasses which
must have polluted what little atmosphere was left.
Drake saw the end. The planet plunged. Fell like a plummet at the
last and struck the blazing surface of its sun. There was a flash; a
leaping, extra spurt of flame for just a moment in the sun's corona.
Then the sun blazed alone. What had been Mita was fused and gone.
Non-existent!
From the window Drake turned shudderingly away. He had seen the end of
a world.
CHAPTER XXV
_In the Campfire Light_
There were some forty thousand people on the Togarite ship, adventuring
out upon the conquest of the earth. A few hundred men, who were the
Togarite leaders. I think there were perhaps six or eight hundred of
these in all. They were experienced with the drugs, and constituted
Togaro's active army.
Not very many for the conquest of all the nations of our earth. Yet
enough! I realized it as I contemplated what they could do. Togaro
was planning carefully. There were thousands of other men on this
ship--Mitans who had joined his cause. He could easily have trained
them. But he was wise enough to realize that the diabolical power of
the drugs needed always to be kept under his close control. He could
handle his six or eight hundred trusted men; a larger army might have
been awkward.
There were several hundred giants aboard the ship now. The rest of the
horde was in a tiny size. They had no drugs. They were men--but there
were women and children also. I could imagine that all the renegades of
Togaro's world were assembled here, eager with the lust of conquest of
an earth they had never seen.
They swarmed the vehicle now. They were as small as I. Fortunately none
came to this cabin where Dianne was closely watched, and where I was
lurking. If they had come, being so small, they would doubtless have
discovered me.
I did not dare leave the cabin; nor did I find, during all the voyage
which lasted what seemed twenty-four hours perhaps, an opportunity of
again communicating with Dianne.
I need not detail this outward voyage. I saw many strange things
through that cabin window. The reverse of the inward trip. Diminishing,
shrinking space. The stars becoming so small that they flared about us
like a rain of sparks.
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