Presently Hekki looked up, and as though moved by some intuitive
realization that he was being watched, turned awkwardly in his
cumbersome attire, and glanced along the row of portholes in the side of
the vessel. He saw the Earthman and smiled at him. Shelby felt that it
was the kind of smile which a tolerant father might show to his youngest
son. Hekalu waved his hand, and his lips, behind the glazed front of the
helmet, formed several words which Shelby could not interpret. Then the
Martian returned his attention to his apparatus.
* * * * *
When Selba entered his prisoner's room some moments later, he found him
lounging on the bunk.
The Martian looked enquiringly at Shelby. "You have reached some
conclusion, my friend?" he asked.
Without changing his position on the bunk the young man nodded. There
was an expression of dejection and sullen resignation on his face which
he was trying hard, above the intense excitement which possessed him, to
make realistic. Still acting the part he spoke: "Yes, Akar Hekalu," he
said between teeth that were apparently gritted with rage, "I have
decided to reveal to you the secret of the Atomic Ray."
A triumphant gleam came into the Martian's eyes. "Ah, my friend," he
said, "you at last see the light. I knew that you would. But what has
been the cause for this sudden change in attitude? The torture chamber,
perhaps?" There was an undercurrent of suspicion in Hekalu's voice.
Shelby turned his head sullenly away, feigning shame. He said nothing. A
minute passed during which time Hekalu stared at his captive, a sardonic
smirk of contempt curling his thin coral lips.
Finally he said, "I will have Koo Faya bring you writing materials, and
you will describe in writing every detail of the manufacture of the
missing element."
"No," replied Shelby, turning his face toward the Martian, "I haven't
the ability to do that. It will be necessary for you to take me to the
laboratory of the ship where I can demonstrate the process to you. It is
much too delicate and complicated."
The noble's eyes wavered slightly. "Once," he said, "you tried to trick
me, but I warn you that I am on guard now so do not attempt it again."
He signed to Alkebar who had been standing silently beside the open
door. The giant drew a key from a pouch at his side, and kneeling,
unlocked the fetter fastened about Shelby's ankle. It rattled to the
floor. And at the same time the Earthian, leaning back on the bunk with
arms stretching over his head, tapped sharply three times with his
signet ring on the power-pipe. It seemed to be only an unconscious
gesture--nervousness perhaps.
Immediately there was a terrific crash from down the passage way,
followed by an agonized scream. Another crash. More screams.
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