Science fiction; Space ships -- Fiction; Space warfare -- Fiction
"You," he directed crisply, "will build at once, as quickly as you can,
two dummies which will look exactly like Loring and myself. They must
be lifelike in every particular, with faces capable of expressing the
emotions of surprise and of anger, and with right arms able to draw
weapons upon signal--_my_ signal. Also upon signal their heads and
bodies will turn, they will leap toward the center of the room, and
they will make certain noises and utter certain words, the records of
which I shall prepare. Go to it!"
"Don't you need to control him through the headsets?" asked Loring
curiously.
"I may have to control him in detail when we come to the really fine
work, later on," DuQuesne replied absently. "This is more or less in
the nature of an experiment, to find out whether I have him thoroughly
under control. During the last act he'll have to do exactly what I
shall have told him to do, without supervision, and I want to be
absolutely certain that he will do it without a slip."
"What's the plan--or maybe it's something that is none of my business?"
"No; you ought to know it, and I've got time to tell you about it now.
Nothing material can possibly approach the planet of the Fenachrone
without being seen, as it is completely surrounded by never less than
two full-sphere detector screens; and to make assurance doubly sure
our engineer there has installed a mechanism which, at the first touch
of the outer screen, will shoot a warning along at tight communicator
beam, directly into the receiver of the nearest Fenachrone scout ship.
As you already know, the smallest of those scouts can burn this ship
out of the ether in less than a second."
"That's a cheerful picture. You still think we can get away?"
"I'm coming to that. We can't possibly get through the detectors
without being challenged, even if I tear out all his apparatus, so
we're going to use his whole plan, but for our benefit instead of his.
Therefore his present hypnotic state and the dummies. When we touch
that screen you and I are going to be hidden--well hidden. The dummies
will be in sole charge, and our prisoner will be playing the part I
have laid out for him.
"The scout ship that he calls will come up to investigate. They will
bring apparatus and attractors to bear to liberate the prisoner, and
the dummies will try to fight. They will be blown up or burned to
cinders almost instantly, and our little playmate will put on his space
suit and be taken across to the capturing vessel. Once there, he will
report to the commander.
"That officer will think the affair sufficiently serious to report it
directly to headquarters. If he doesn't, this ape here will insist upon
reporting it to general headquarters himself. As soon as that report is
in, we, working through our prisoner here, will proceed to wipe out the
crew of the ship and take it over."
"And do you think he'll really do it?" Loring's guileless face showed
doubt, his tone was faintly skeptical.
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