CHAPTER I

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This etext was produced from Astounding Stories November 1932.

Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S.

copyright on this publication was renewed.

The Table of Contents is not part of the original magazine.

One word in Chapter II could not be read. It has been marked

as illegible.

The Passing of Ku Sui

_A Complete Novelette_

By Anthony Gilmore

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CONTENTS

Chapter

I The Plan

II Three Figures in the Dawn

III The Raid

IV The Voice of the Brains

V "My Congratulations, Captain Carse!"

VI The Deadline

VII To the Laboratory

VIII White's Brain--Yellow's Head

IX Four Bodies

X The Promise Fulfilled

XI Ordeal

XII Flight

XIII In Earth's Shadow

XIV The Hawk Strikes

XV There Is a Meteor

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CHAPTER I

_The Plan_

[Illustration: _Like a projectile Hawk Carse shot out in a direction

away from Earth._]

[Sidenote: A screaming streak in the night--a cloud of billowing

steam--and the climax of Hawk Carse's spectacular "Affair of the

Brains" is over.]

The career of Hawk Carse, taken broadly, divides itself into three

main phases, and it is with the Ku Sui adventures of the second phase

that we have been concerned in this intimate narrative. John Sewell,

the historian, baldly condenses those adventures of a century ago

together, but on research and closer scrutiny they take on an

individuality and significance deserving of separate treatment, and

this they have been given here. For fictionized presentation, we have

spaced the adventures into four connected episodes, four acts of a

vibrant drama which ranged clear from Saturn to Earth, the core of

which was the feud between Captain Carse and the power-lusting

Eurasian scientist, Dr. Ku Sui--that feud the reverberations of whose

terrible settling still echo over the solar system--and in this last

act of the drama, set out below, we come to its spectacular climax.

The words of John Sewell's epic history sit lightly on paper; easy

words for Sewell, once the collection of data was over, to write; not

very significant words for the uninitiated and casual reader who does

not see the irresistible forces beneath them. But consider the full

meaning of these words, and glance for a moment at the two figures

conjured up by them. We see Hawk Carse, a man slender in build, but

with gray eyes and lithe, strong-fingered hands and cold, intent face

that give the clue to the steel of him; we see Dr. Ku Sui, tall,

suave, unhurried, formed as though by a master sculptor, in whose rare

green eyes slumbered the soul of a tiger, notwithstanding the courtesy

and the grace that masked always his most infamous moves. These two we

see looming through and dwarfing Sewell's words as they face each

other, for they were probably the most bitter, and certainly the most

spectacular, foe-men of that raw period before the patrol ships swept

up from the home of man to lay Earth's laws through space.

Carse and Ku Sui, adventurer and scientist, each with his own

distinctive strength and his own unyielding character--those two were

star-crossed, fated to be foes, and whenever they met there was blood,

and never was quarter asked nor quarter expected. How could it have

been otherwise? Ku Sui controlled the isuan drug trade, and Carse was

against it, as he was against everything underhanded and unclean; Ku

Sui had tricked and, by a single deed, driven Carse's loved comrade,

Master Scientist Eliot Leithgow, from his honored position on Earth,

and Carse was sworn to bring Ku Sui to Earth to clear the old

scientist's name. Either of these alone was enough to seal the feud,

but there was more. Carse was sworn to release from their bondage of

life-in-death Ku Sui's most prized possession, his storehouse of

wisdom--the brains of five great Earth scientists, kept alive though

their bodies were dead.

These, then, were the forces glossed over so lightly by John

Sewell's words. These the forces that clashed in the episode set out

below: that clashed, then drew apart, and knew not one another for

years....

* * * * *

It will be recalled that, in the second of these four episodes, "The

Affair of the Brains,"[1] Hawk Carse, Eliot Leithgow, and the Negro

Friday broke free from Dr. Ku's secret lair, his outwardly invisible

asteroid, and in doing so thought they had destroyed the Eurasian and

all his works, including the infamous machine of coordinated brains.

In the third episode, "The Bluff of the Hawk,"[2] it will be

remembered that the companions came in Dr. Ku's self-propulsive

space-suits to Satellite III of Jupiter; and that there Carse learned

that in reality the Eurasian and the brains had survived, and that Dr.

Ku might very possibly soon be in possession of a direct clue to

Leithgow's hidden laboratory on Satellite III. We saw Carse take the

lone course, as he always preferred, sending Leithgow and Friday to

his friend Ban Wilson's ranch while he went to erase the clue. And we

saw him achieve his end at the fort-ranch of Lar Tantril, strong

henchman of Ku Sui, and, in brilliant Carse fashion, turn the tables

and escape from the trap that had seemingly snared him, and proceed

towards where, fourteen miles away, Leithgow and the Negro were

waiting for him.

[Footnote 1: See the March, 1932, issue of Astounding Stories.]

[Footnote 2: See the May, 1932, issue of Astounding Stories.]

His three friends were waiting very uneasily that day. Eleven hours

had passed since Leithgow and Friday had parted from the Hawk, and

they had heard nothing from him. They knew he was going into high

peril: Leithgow had in vain tried to dissuade him; and so it was with

growing fear that they watched the hours pass by.

With Ban Wilson, they sat near dawn in the comfortable living room of

the ranch's central building. Although largely rested from the ordeal

of the journey to Satellite III, the huge Negro was fidgety, and even

Leithgow, more controlled, showed the strain by continually raising

his thin white fingers to his lined face and stroking it. Wilson's men

were on watch outside in the graying darkness, but often Friday

supplemented them, going to the door, staring down to the beach of the

bordering lake, staring up to the skies, staring at the black and

murmurous flanks of the jungle--staring, scowling and returning to sit

and look gloomily at the floor.

* * * * *

Ban Wilson was the most active physically. He was a miniature dynamo

of a man, throbbing with a restless, inexhaustible tide of energy.

Short and wiry, he stared truculently at the universe through

wonderfully clear blue eyes, surrounded by a bumper crop of freckles

and topped by a mat of bristly red hair. His short stub nose had

prodded into countless hostile places where it most emphatically was

not wanted. It would be hardly necessary to old acquaintances of his

to say that he was now speaking.

"No, sir! I say the Hawk's safe and kicking! Can't kill _him_! By my

grandmother's false teeth, I swear I'd follow him to hell, knowin' I'd

come out alive and leavin' the devil yowlin' behind with his tail tied

into pretzels! He said he would meet you here? Well, then, he will."

Friday looked up mournfully.

"Yes, suh, Cap'n Ban; but Cap'n Carse was going into a pow'ful lot of

trouble. An' he was worn an' tired, an' he only had a space-suit an' a

raygun, an' you know he wouldn't stop for anything till he'd done

what he set out to. I kind of feel ... I dunno ... I dunno...."

"By Betelguese!" swore Ban Wilson, "if he doesn't come soon I'll take

that damned Porno apart till I find him!"

Eliot Leithgow gave up the late radio newscast from Earth he had been

pretending to read. A brief silence fell, and through it the old

scientist seemed to feel something, seemed to expect something. And he

was not mistaken.

"_Who's there?_"

It was a cry from one of the watchers outside. Friday leaped out of

his uneasy seat and was through the door even before Ban, who followed

with Leithgow. They heard the Negro roar from ahead:

"Cap'n Carse! Cap'n Carse! Sure enough, it's Cap'n Carse!"--and they

saw his great form go bounding down to the gray-lit beach of the lake,

to a slight, weary figure that came stumbling along it.

* * * * *

Hawk Carse had come as he said he would, but he was a sore figure of a

man. Though he was not in it now, for days he had worn the harsh,

grating metal and fabric of a space-suit, and its marks were left on

him. Even from a distance the others could see that his once-neat blue

trousers and soft flannel shirt were torn through in many places,

revealing ugly purplish bruises; on his haggard face was a nap of

flaxen beard, and in his blood-shot gray eyes utter exhaustion, both

mental and physical. The Hawk had been acting at high tension for days

past, and now the reaction was exacting its inevitable toll.

He came stumbling heavily along the beach, his feet dragging through

its coarse sand, and it seemed as if he would drop any moment. With a

slight smile he greeted Friday, then Eliot Leithgow and Wilson, all

running down.

"Hello, Eclipse," he murmured, "and Eliot--and Ban--"

There he wavered and half fell against the Negro's body. Friday wished

to carry him, but he would have none of it: by himself he walked up to

the ranch-house, where he slumped into a chair while Ban Wilson went

shouting into the galley for a mug of hot alkite.

After draining it, Carse revived slightly. Again aware of the three

men grouped around him, and recognizing their eagerness for his news,

he forced himself to speech.

"Sleepy--must sleep. But--yes--some things I'll tell you." In quick,

staccato sentences, his tired eyelids shut half the time, he sketched

his adventure at Lar Tantril's ranch, explaining how, even though

captured, he had destroyed the figures, telling of the location of

Leithgow's laboratory; and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he

told of the ruse by which he had escaped. "Got away. Told them the

lake-front was very dangerous to them. Made them let me show them. I

walked out--dozens of them round me, guns on me--walked out till I

went under water. Could do it in the suit. I walked under water half a

mile or so, then came up and cached the suit. I guess they're still

watching! Easy!"

* * * * *

He chuckled, and then, after a short pause, went on:

"But here's what's important--Ku Sui is alive. Yes, I know it. He has

an assignation with Tantril at Tantril's ranch. In five days. And the

coordinated brains I promised to destroy--they still exist. So, Eliot,

these are orders: prepare plans for infra-red and ultra-violet

devices--they ought to do it--so we can see Dr. Ku's invisible

asteroid when it comes. Friday, you go down and get my space-suit:

it's cached ten miles down the beach, beneath a big watrari tree. And

then--" His head slumped over; he appeared to have abruptly fallen to

sleep.

"Yes, Carse? What is your plan?" Eliot Leithgow asked softly. But the

Hawk was only making a great last effort to gather the threads of his

idea.

"Yes," he responded, "the plan. Ban stations a man to keep watch on

Tantril's ranch, while we go back to your laboratory, Eliot, where

you'll make the devices and repair the gravity-plates of my suit.

Then, four nights from now, if the watcher's seen no one arrive, Ban,

Friday and I return and lie in ambush round Tantril's ranch. Awaiting

Dr. Ku. When he comes, he'll surely leave his asteroid somewhere near.

And while he's at Tantril's, we capture the asteroid--and my promise

to the coordinated brains will be kept.

"Then--but that's enough for now; I am so tired. Ban, will you

please--some food--"

Wilson, who had been listening eagerly and, at the end, grinning in

prospect of action with the Hawk, darted off like a spark. A few

minutes later, after his third mouthful of food, Carse murmured:

"We'll use your ship to go to Eliot's lab in, Ban, but I think

you'll--have to--carry me--aboard. So sleepy. Wake me when we get

to--lab."

On this last word his sleep-denied body had its way, and at once he

was deep in the dreamless slumber of exhaustion.

While he slept, the others rapidly carried out his orders. Within two

hours Friday, in the ranch's air-car, had retrieved the cached suit.

Ban Wilson had manned and made ready his personal space-ship for the

trip to the laboratory, and Eliot Leithgow had jotted down a few

preliminary plans for the infra-red and ultra-violet instruments

which Carse would need in order to see the invisible asteroid of Dr.

Ku Sui.

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