Glaudot shrugged. "If you wish, my dear child, if you wish...."

The dual desire was gone now, truly gone. He knew that. For his will had

been threatened, more by his own foolish desire than by this innocent

girl. He had to think. Clearly. More clearly than he had ever thought

before. He needed the girl as an ally. Not as a slave. She had to be

willing. She had to co-operate. Give her a warped picture of the rest of

the galaxy? Convince her its governments were evil, totalitarian, when

in reality they were democratic? Convince her that he alone, given

unlimited power, could right the wrongs of a thousand worlds? She was

naive enough for that sort of approach, he thought. Besides, it would

strike her as something like creation--moral creation, perhaps. And

creation she would understand. Then, with her as his partner, he could

quickly build a war machine which the combined might of the galaxy

couldn't stand against. And that, he suddenly realized, would even

include an unlimited number of soldiers for occupation and policing

duties. This power would be unparalleled.

"I have something I want to tell you about," he said. "It will take a

long time and we must be undisturbed, which is why I asked you to bring

me here."

"What is it you want to tell me?"

Before Glaudot could answer, they heard a crashing, rending sound not

too far off in the woods. It sounded to Glaudot exactly as if trees were

being uprooted, boulders strewn carelessly.

"Cyclopes!" Robin screamed in terror, and began to run.

Glaudot ran after her, stumbling, picking himself up, hurtling in

pursuit. He couldn't let her get away. He had to follow her ...

Nothing living, he told himself as he ran, could uproot those huge

trees. Of course, there were the saplings, but even the saplings were

the size of full-grown oaks and maples on far Earth.

Something roared behind him. The sound was pitched almost too low for

human ears. He whirled. The earth shook, great clods of it flying. Bare

tree roots suddenly appeared, and a young tree the size of a towering

oak was lifted skyward.

Behind it, brandishing it and then hurling it away, was a naked man

whose head towered impossibly a hundred and fifty feet into the air.

Trembling, awestruck, Glaudot looked up at the great savage face. Wild

hair streaming, filthy beard matted with dirt and tree-branches, it was

the most ferocious face Glaudot had ever seen.

And it had only one eye, one enormous eye in the middle of its head. But

an eye three feet across!

"A Cyclops!" Robin screamed again.

A moment later the creature stooped and with a scooping motion of its

great right hand picked up the two tiny creatures on the forest floor

beneath it. Then it ran, uprooting oak-sized saplings, back toward the

rocky hillside where it dwelled, after the Cyclopes of old on which

Robin and Charlie had naively patterned it, in a cave overlooking the

sea.

* * * * *

"Where, man? Where?" Captain Purcell demanded.

"I don't know," Charlie said. "I really don't think she would. You see,

she always threatened she'd go there if we ever had a fight, but she was

usually half-joking. She knows it's dangerous--"

"But where? Don't you know a drowning man has to grasp at straws?

Haven't I gotten it across to you--the whole galaxy may be in danger!"

Charlie sighed. "I don't understand much of your galaxy. Robin knows the

encyclopedia--she would understand. And I--I only want to know Robin is

safe." He took a deep breath and said: "She always threatened to go to

the Land of the Cyclopes."

"Then take us there at once," Captain Purcell said....

* * * * *

If he shouted and cried now, he would go insane. He knew that. He tried

to hold his fear in check. He was being swung pendulum-like in an

enormous hand as the one-eyed giant loped along. Robin shared the

clenched-fist prison with him. Her hair streamed in the wind as the huge

arm swung the huge hand in time with the giant's enormous strides.

"Does it eat people?" he managed to ask Robin. He had to shout because

the wind created by the creature's movement was considerable. The ground

spun giddily far, far below them, whirling patches of green, of yellow,

of brown.

"We made them to eat people. Like in the book. We were just children.

It seemed--it seemed so thrilling."

The Cyclops loped along, uprooting saplings. After a while it began to

climb a rocky slope and from the heights Glaudot could see the shores of

an unknown sea. Then the Cyclops reached a cave entrance and rolled

aside a huge boulder and took his prisoners within.

Glaudot heard the bleating of sheep.

* * * * *

"Why, it's a fortune in jewels!" Captain Purcell exclaimed. They had

found the glade in the forest, where Robin had created a king's ransom

for Glaudot. The men gathered around, many of them struck dumb by the

sight of all this wealth.

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