Avon Fantasy Reader No. 13 — page 39: what you’re looking at

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uninhabitable so long as the Universe shall stalshie: And we—we shall be rulers, unquestioned, of that Universe. Tell your doddering Council thail” He leaned back against the table, panting with hate. “T shall tell them all I have seen; all you have said,” I nodded, “You believe we have the power to do all this?” “TI do—God help me, and the Universe,” I said solemnly. There was no doubt in my mind. I could see all too eels how well their plans had been laid; how quickly this hellish growth would strangle all life, once its spores began to develop. The only possible chance was to get back to the Council and make my report, with all possible speed, so that every available armed ship of the uni- verse might concentrate here, and wipe out these people before they had time to— “IT know what you are inkine, my friend,” broke in Ja Ben mockingly. “You might as well have worn the menore! You would have the ships of the Alliance destroy us before we have time to act. We had foreseen that, and have provided for the possibility. “As soon as you leave here, ships, provided with many tubes like the one just used for our little demonstration, will’ be dispersed in every direction. We shall be in constant communication with those ships, and at the least sign of hostility, they will be ordered to depart and spread their death upon every world they can reach. Some of them you may be able to locate and eliminate; a number of them are certain to elude capture in infinite space— and if only one, one lone ship, should escape, the doom of the Alliance and millions upon millions of people will be pronounced. “I warn you, it will be better, much better, to bow to our wishes, and pay us the tribute we shall demand. Any attempt at resistance will precipitate certain disaster for your Council and all he worlds the Council governs.’ “At least, we would wipe you out first,” I said hoarsely. crrdc, nodded Ja Ben. “But the vengeance of our ships would be a ter- rible thing! You would not dare to take the chance!” I stood there, staring at him in a sort of daze. What he had an was sO true; terribly, damnably true, If only— There was but one chance I could see, and desperate as it was, I took it. Whirling the heavy metal ring of my menore in my hand, I sprang towards the table. If I could break the sealed glass hemisphere, and loose the fungus upon its creators; deal to them the doom they had planned for the universe, then per- haps all ‘might yet be well. Ja Ben understood instantly what was in my mind. He and his four aides leaped between me and the table, their tiny round eyes blazing with anger. I struck one of the four viciously with the menore, and with a gasp he fell back and slumped to the floor. Before I could break through the opening, however, Ja Ben struck me full in the face with his mighty fist; a blow that sent me, dazed and reeling, into a corner of the room. I brought up with a crash against the cabinet 4 Gomichboo KS <A Sunday s owfall, Viaguae Inornnill and his Orchestra: Sn safe Ly ty a | we — —_— © Ratethn Adan oo tte ... Rosemary Clooney: Hey There =}