The dying Colton was sinking fast. His face was gray as he looked up
with a faint smile at the others who were grouped around him.
"I never was much good," he said faintly. "Guess it just wasn't in the
blood. Gold always led me into twisted paths, and I couldn't resist
Xylon's offer. But it did something to me when I saw the way those
devils were going to torture the girl. Well--I guess I paid my debt at
the end."
"You've paid it--and you'll live to go back to Earth with us," Larry
said. Colton shook his head, his eyes glazing.
"Don't try to kid me. I'm cashing in my checks," he said--and died.
Now that it was all over, Larry felt very tired. He put one arm around
Diana, and leaned back against the base of the column. There was still
some intermittent fighting going on where mobs of vengeful Lunarians
had cornered some of their oppressors, but the victory was won. Ripon
looked about at the carnage with a satisfied smile and them sheathed
his ray-gun.
"It was a good fight!" he said. "I haven't had as much fun since the
time I wrecked a saloon in Port Mahon. Now, young feller, you just take
care of the lady here while I take a squad and get the radium salts
from the store-house."
"And the _Sky Maid_?" Larry asked.
"That sour-puss Masterson has been standing over the men with a ray-gun
in one hand and my last jug of rum in the other ever since you left.
All the repairs are finished. We start back to Earth as soon as we can
get our cargo aboard."
"Then the people of your planet will be saved?" Diana asked.
"They will be saved. And as soon as the Gray Death is checked I'll come
back for you. Then the Moon will have to get along without its Goddess
for a while."
"I'll be waiting," she said.