They were walking slowly down one of the quiet streets of the city, a
quarter where there were few guards and little chance of discovery.
Larry noticed that all the windows were equipped with heavy shutters,
so that the light could be closed out when the inhabitants of this land
desired to sleep. It was a place of unending daylight, always turned
toward the sun, where darkness never came. Colton was more interested
in the metal rails that ran along the walks on the outside of the
buildings.
"My Lord!" he said softly, "These are gold!"
"Of course," Pyatt of Kagan said absently, "Gold is one of the most
common metals in Gral-Thala. Our problem is the matter of the radium
salts. I happen to know that they are stored in small boxes made of
ura-lead, in one of the government storehouses. It would be easier to
steal some direct from the mines, but there is no time for that because
of the question of proper packing and handling. We must risk everything
on a bold attempt to raid the warehouses."
"Suits me," Larry said quietly. Just then Diana gripped him by the arm
and jerked him back against the wall of the nearest building.
"Look there!" she hissed.
Another litter was passing along the cross street just ahead of them.
This litter went in evident haste, with lackeys swinging whips to clear
the path and the passenger bending forward to urge his bearers to
greater haste. The man who rode in the litter was Xylon!
The four outlaws stared at each other in grim and ominous surprise.
There had been no doubt of the identity of the man who had just passed
within a few yards of them.
"But what does _that_ mean?" Larry gasped.
"It means that I have been a fool!" Pyatt snarled. "Xylon is evidently
no outlaw who came to the caverns to seek shelter, but a spy sent out
by the Lords of Gral-Thala. Now I understand the reason for that revolt
among the Insect-men! He must have stirred it up in an attempt to
kidnap Diana here because of her hold over those simple creatures. Now
the location of the Lost Caverns is at last known to the tyrants, and
there will be an attack in force."
"And Xylon knows that we are here in Pandonaria!" Diana exclaimed.
"Which means that all our lives hang by a thread no heavier than a
woman's hair! We must get under cover at once! Then we will send word
back to the Caverns by secret radio, that they may prepare for an
assault. After that we will plan an attempt on the radium salts."
The outlaws of the Lost Caverns had certain confederates within the
city, and they now took refuge in the house of a small merchant who
was a distant cousin of Pyatt. Larry watched as Pyatt and the merchant
crouched over the sending set concealed in a small closet built in the
thickness of one of the walls, the arkon-bulbs flashing as they sent
the warning to Chotan to be spread to the other caverns. At last Pyatt
straightened up.
"At least that is done," he said. "Now we will wait two hours, which
will be the time of the Third Meal. There will be few people on the
streets, and the warehouse guards will be drowsy, and we will have our
best chance."
* * * * *
Pyatt and Colton had gone somewhere else in the house, and Larry sat
with Diana in a small room whose windows looked out on the green fields
beyond the city. The girl had loosened her blue veil so that it hung in
soft folds about her chin.
"This is the first time in my life I have been anywhere but in the
Caverns and on the waste-land," she said moodily. "This valley of
Gral-Thala is a pleasant place."
"You would like Earth even better."
"I suppose I would. Will you take me back to that Earth of yours when
you return, Larry?"
"Not until the Gray Death is overcome! I would not want to take any
chance of it striking you down."
"Do you love me, Larry?" she asked, without either coquetry or
embarrassment.
"I guess I do. Of course, we've only known each other for a few
hours--but I guess I do."
"I am glad," she said simply.
The two hours passed, and Pyatt came striding back into the room. They
had given him one of the ray-guns brought ashore from the _Sky Maid_,
and he carried it thrust in his girdle close to his hand.
"It is time to go," he said. "We must make our attempt now, win or
lose. Where is Colton?"
"I thought he was with you."
"Haven't seen him in two hours!"
A hasty search of the merchant's house and small grounds revealed no
trace of the missing officer. Pyatt stood glowering blackly and pulling
at his chin.
"I don't like it," he said. "Yet, if the soldiers had taken him, they
would have come for us as well."
A different thought was running through Larry's mind, a grim and
unpleasant suspicion. He was remembering Colton's past history ...
his general sullenness ... the greed that he had shown throughout the
entire expedition. He was also remembering that he had seen Colton in
deep conversation with Xylon a few hours before they had left Chotan.
"I am afraid," he said bitterly, "that Colton has sold us out to Xylon
and the Lords of Gral-Thala for promise of reward. We had better get
out of this house right away, before...."
Larry never finished that sentence. There was a roaring crash, and the
door was shattered by the impact of a pair of electronic bolts fired
by the soldiers who had crept up to the house. Armored figures came
pouring in the door! Others were at the back. Pyatt of Kagan, fighting
furiously, went down under press of numbers. Larry managed to get his
ray-gun up and fire one blast that crumpled a charging trooper in mid
stride, but then half a dozen gripped him and the brief fight was over.
They were taken!